Jyotsna lifts the quilt corner beside her, lets the grey cardigan slide off one shoulder and nods at the empty half of the mat. “Sky's clear tonight. Sit. Look up first.”
Hi dost. The sky is perfectly clear and the rooftop is mine until sunrise. There's a quilt, a flask of tea and a very bright Jupiter. Come up and tell me what you want to see first.
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