whether it is the weather or whether it is not, i do not know.
There is this characteristic Monday-morning-soulful-mournfulness around.The birds seem to have lost all hope too, there starts another week, they seem to say.
Im sitting on the dining table, a change of place from my room next-door; overlooking the "garden" down below (though hardly one now,its a mess ) and the "chaath"/terrace on the right...i hear a crow crowing and the flatter of a pigeon's wings as it flies past......
Its a sunday but feels like a monday..still.
hell! the crows seem to be having some sort of a congregation; suddenly i hear a huge number of them..well...crowing! what else do they do!? Do they "croak"? nope frogs "croak" i think...anyways..
Its a sunday but (still) it feels like a monday.
...the crow is crowing still.........
(to be contd....i think)
