Dona spoke the lines: I love you, i miss you". These lines were spoken near the ghat on Thursday by Dona one of the participants whom i sighted at Ghat only. For whom these lines were spoken i could not make out as i went past her. But it surely provided an insight to those preoccupied by thoughts on flames. Same lines looked repetitive as i went past Cafe Mission the other day. This time the man was professing his affection on a cell to be followed by a natural course of defection.
These were some dissolvable moments. More to follow.