A Mid-Summer Morning in Khandala

A year had passed in the city without a break or even a weekend away. The constant din around me made me numb to everything.

Work gave me a chance to get away to Khandala. We left late in the evening and arrived well past sundown, welcomed by a chorus of a million crickets. The following morning I woke to sweet birdsong, a sound embedded in memory, familiar but still distant from the last time I had experienced it. City birds are just not the same.

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© Ayush Ahuja