It was fun growing up, like waiting for the monsoon to go fishing and swimming and watching stars with naked eyes, asking for details about various constellations. These little things had their meaning and joy.
During the summer holidays, wandering for hours at mango orchids and lychee bagaans. We had competitions on eating mangoes or entering sugarcane fields, picking and chewing them for hours.
Our life is a collection of these little moments and small things.
I spent last night stargazing for a few hours from the roof. It was a clear sky.
