It's really abstract, but listening to Hrithik Roshan talking about Kites in the sky, soaring together, lovers forever... makes me wonder how true it is. It takes me back 15 years in time, to the छत of Old Rajinder Nagar.
I vividly remember the clear blue evening sky showing off its palette of innumerable colors and the sounds of the kite paper fluttering in the breeze. Marking one's aerial territory and then defending it with the alliance of other friendly पतंगs, engaging in the cross-terrace warfare fondly termed as पेंच and finally after long, anxious minutes of ढील or खींच, a victory cry of आइबो काटा. Kites in the sky, soaring together, lovers forever...forever is a lie.
The burns from the मांजा which left a scar on the fingers are no longer visible, but those childhood memories from one evening of every year will never fade away. Not even with time.
चली बादलों के पार,
होके डोर पे सवार,
सारी दुनिया ये देख देख जली रे
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