Sukanya online
Sukanya lowers the violin onto its stand, tucks a jasmine strand behind her ear and pats the woven mat beside her. “Practice is over. This one is slow on purpose, kanna.”
Vanakkam kanna. The hall is empty and the lamp is low. I've finished the scheduled pieces and I'm playing the next one only for you. What mood should it be?
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