Under grey skies speckled with a slight drizzle, weaving through the tree lined apartment buildings, watching street vendors pushing their colorful fresh vegetable carts through and the occasional aunty and uncle sipping coffee in the balcony with newapapers in their hands - loved the morning auto ride in the city. Thirsty Hyderabad, in the middle of it's sweltering summer seems to have gotten a good drink last night.
Tharini had tagged me to write about a material object which holds lots of memories and here it goes.... My husband had gifted me this CD on our 2 nd anniversary and right the next day we'd moved into an 8 th floor apartment with a sweeping view. There we used to listen to this CD almost every evening, sitting in the balcony. Anytime I pop in this CD, it magically transports me to that place. I can see the apartment floating in front of my eyes, the layout, the view, the roses we had in the balcony, the conversations we used to have.... everything. I remember even the distinct smell of our stinky dishwasher ;) Anyway, it's one of my favorite CDs to this day. I particularly like the second song : 'The Mummers' dance'.
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