The music in me

Its nine pm and the traffic on the way is practically stuck. Its been a long day. Our round started at eight and we were done by ten.

Post rounds as I sat in the D2 computer room one of the interns said, " Ma’am can I ask you your name?". "Its Zarka", I replied. "Ma’am, you know you have the perfect pitch of voice and I am sure you can sing well!".

Obviously I was smiling cheek to cheek. And then he continued, "Try singing 'kahay satay aaja, piya basanti ray'. You’ll leave Shreya Ghoshal behind!".

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