I was busy with my business. The owner of Magic Focus and my childhood friend Bunny Shaw and his father Shaw the Great made their annual visit to their estate. My dear studio, Magic Focus is owned by Shaw family , the youngest one Bunny Shaw happened to be my childhood playmate, and eventually he handed over his studio to me to take care of while he takes care of his fathers business in Pennsylvania.
Bunny Shaw hugged me several times when he groped through the heap of colorful landscape photographs I kept at the corner of the green room. He hummed, whistled, patted my back, made varieties of sounds of sudden thrusts of happiness. He dreamt to become and photographer and set up this studio years back as his dream project and Bunny's dream shattered into pieces when his father married to a French beauty, though he took his younger son under his care.
On the second day of their visit I met Priya and Tobby on the tram to Brooklyn. I could not converse with them, only signalled to them with my red kerchief waving in the moving car.
My busy schedule ended after seven hickey days accompanying them all busy places in the city, waiting for them in the lobbies of malls and bars, clicking camera for their weird postures in bars, lobbies, public gardens, dance chambers, in and out of the cars, on beaches and in swimming pools....
I fell on the bed in my room and lost in deep sleep. In a fresh morning, after showering in warm water I went out of the door stretching and relieving myself from the slumber, I felt I really missed somebody and I thought of Priya and Tobby. I quickly moved towards their door for any slip and I could get only some slips of Tobby's creche.
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