Monday, March 19, 2018

Our childhood is gone. And so is Basant

Basant by Aijaz Anwar
Spring in Punjab is greeted by Basant — the kite-flying festival that started some centuries ago and
also became synonymous with Lahore.
Everything about it was positive — the music, the food, the pretty girls, the night lights of inner city where even the foreign tourists would come to enjoy the sport and partake in the ecstasy of a kite-flying competition which would be lame and extremely serious at the same time.

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