Interpreting the sudden sight of a shadow.
A barren grey wall hot and lit under the sun past noon. Sunlight falls in a triangle on the entire right corner of the wall. As I sip watermelon juice by the window looking at the wall (my exclusive view in the city), a kite’s shadow passes across the triangle of light swiftly. The hunter is as if on the hunt for this wall, not having found anything else to eat in the scorching heat of Dehradun in June.