Went for a drama, "Afterlife of birds" with Amma, Vinu aunty, Musa Uncle and Jasine aunty. Since amma told me I could only whisper and not talk...I whispered on and off but sat quietly for most part. But when the balloon went flying up I couldn't hold back a shout of aiyo. I liked the shadows the best and the aunties fighting and the uncle who would comeup on the wall (projected on). I was the quietest then.
Later I ran all around Tagore Hall thus ensuring that my amma gets her exercise.
