We were singing again today… me and Kushan… sitting on the balcony, playing the guitar by turns, singing, unwinding, laughing (and having a lot of fun, me)

Its late evening. A star-spangled sky… the glow of the streetlights in the distance… a light breeze… everything seems shrouded by an aura of serenity.

…some of our neighbours are listening… Hmmm… so we have an audience, goodie (Ah, for the lesser informed, our neighbours have complained twice about us being too noisy — but that was at other times, for other reasons, never mind)… Another friend Vinay comes in, and we’re a good chorus now

We play on for about an hour… a good medley of mellow tracks: The Eagles’ Take It Easy, Pink Floyd’s Lost for Words (one of my old favourites)… the works.

You should listen to Kushan’s rendition of Country Roads, with cute “Ha ha’s” thrown in for good measure — a la John Mellencamp. (And don’t you even listen to my Hindi singing — I have a horrible anglicized James Hetfield twang, that my friends like pulling my leg about)

No one seems to be good at remembering lyrics… No one minds either. It’s getting late… we head back inside. I sneak a peek downstairs: our neighbours are playing Ludo below…

Nighty night, nutty neighbours