A Symphony in September
No one can whistle a symphony. It takes an entire orchestra to play it. But remove a single instrument and the whole thing falls apart. The orchestra of art that you witnessed and were so amazingly a part of, in a cozy little cafĂ© one afternoon when it was drizzling outside, would not have been possible without a ragtag team of volunteers who, please do believe me, magically came together. There really was magic - come closer, we’ll tell you about it. It might take a while, but then, all good things do. We’ll tell you about people who travelled from different cities to volunteer – Shreya, Prathiti, Kopal, Shruti; people who took leave from work just to be a part of it – Jileesh, Praneet; people who could not physically be there but who, in their own intricate and delightful way, shaped the event – Karan, Shreya; about a 20-something and a 40-something who met for the first time in their lives that morning, instantly clicked and spent the remaining day brimming up th