Sorry for Convention Rocking

April 12, 2014 • ☕️ 1 min read
    As the curtain opened, the punk band receded into a collective stupor. The curious crowd was decades older than they had anticipated. Their first big gig, and a bigger miscommunication. Sayantani kept her guitar away, looked up at the lights, prayed and signalled the drummer for a slow beat. She crooned, "Tum ko dekha...". Saved!


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Pawan Hegde

Written by Pawan Hegde who loves to write fiction and code. If you want to know more about him, maybe you should visit his website