Let The Nightingales Sing

Let The Nightingales Sing

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Aspiring musicians and singers practicing in Music and Fine arts college, Srinagar. She places her radio on the window sill, it falls and she picks it up, stares at it but she feels disturbed. Reason? The doorbell. Rath haz doud (take the milk), the milkman beckons her. Humming a tune, she goes to the door. She has had a dream…a dream of white and black piano keys. While going to school many a times she has stood for hours in front of that corner shop in the neighborhood which sells musical instruments. Black and white, small and large, those shiny,

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