Just a night before World Performing Arts Festival took off, I was passing by the venue and decided to look for some volunteer friends who might be working there.

As I was having a round around Alhamra, I observed interesting scenes of preparations for the big event. There was this security guard ordering his apparent juniors to obey his every command when one of them raised a bare question, at which, he had to listen to quite a harsh response.

Just through the next block, I could hear European Classical music that was up playing in some rehersal. Workers were cutting out some colorful banners and buntings for decorations while four groups of artists rehearsed their dialogues in the food court area.

After carrying out a quick search operation in vain, I left the venue with a smile on my face; a response to this funny dialogue that I just heard and what was still ringing in my ears; “Oye, Kukkrri Malangi!”