City of Lost Love Songs

I don't want to talk about old people. I don't want to have to think about their small minds and old hatreds. They are dying and the sooner they are gone the better. I want to talk about the new India around me. That's what interests me. And these kids speak English with a confidence few of their parents ever had. So, I choose to relate their stories in their language. It was 11:30pm, time to close the stall. Two streetlights bathed it in a bright yellow light. Old habits die hard. Though i...