Meena baazar - shela ki ek shaam

so late in the night they met. It hadn't been a year since Tully had left for the city. Sacchi too had been away hardly eight months. The sheep as usual had been locked in, the task of grazing was now the business of others. The meeting was warm, the village altered, the shepherds lousy! They had changed the fields, added more sheep, pruned the bushes and robbed Tully of his prized attention. Sacchi too perhaps had lost.

bus, uskey baad wohi kuch hua ko hona laazim tha. woh naraaz hue, yeh pareshaan. woh khamosh hue, yeh behaal. raat katti, kuch badal chattey, aur ek naye safar ki ibteda hui. dhandu, hasbe mamool apne kaam dhandey mein phans gaya. gudli chal padi apne ghar ki oor.

alteration, alliteration

just acquired a whole new cache of music. from a young mehndi hasan to pt. jasraj live in kahjurao and begum akhtar in concert for good ol doordashan. am glad i invested in technology.

trade goes on as usual, the business of nurturing the craft is of course being neglected. and then i see the partner progress passionately, purely possessed, profiting!