Another morning. Another airport.
What seemed to be a car turned out to be an assortment of lights. Carefully arranged and neatly placed. Choreography rules the world. Orchestration is the new order.
Amidst all the glitz an old friend walks in and catches me by surprise. “You haven’t changed one bit”
“I am glad you looked”

A moment. A hug. A smile.
Orchestration’s reach is beyond us. Thankfully.

(at Chatrapati Shivaji International Airport)