When music takes us back Iftar’s done. A rooftop, chilled air, residues of monsoon. A bottle of Coke, some snacks, some other things. Mom’s Nokia 2630 and a pair of headphones. The evening program on the radio that plays all sort of cool songs. Building is sandwiched between two other structures that provide ready access to the best of my friends from the comfort of my own veranda. And did I mention the thousands upon thousands of stars that decorate the dome above? Life is good.
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