We left the scene of merriment to share a real moment alone together. We both knew that after that night, we may not see each other again.
“Aunty Rita, please can you take me to a place that is not noisy and where I can snap more pictures?” the four year old girl had asked, knowing we had been straining our voices all evening to talk. She was also tired of taking pictures of the same faces all night (for she was practicing some photography skills with my camera).
“Of course,” I indulged her. “Let us go to the balcony and take some fresh air!”
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