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Wed, 24 Jul 2024 08:08:11 +0000

Like any other fine evening, Mumbai was at its peak hour of chaotic bustle; the only difference was that the weekend made the boulevard and street corners livelier than usual weekdays. The constant loud giggles and chitchats of the teenagers grouped at the food corner opposite my dance studio filtered in, disturbing the air of quiet concentration, which was previously only punctuated by the rhythmic jingling of ghungroos, traditional ankle bells worn by kathak dancers.