After many many years I had the chance to fly real fighter kites. Houston has an annual event for Sankrant. We reached the field about 11.00 a.m. People were already shouting “kay po che” – I cut your kite – the celebration shout.
We bought about 30 paper kites and a firki (reel) of manja. And off we were, flying and cutting. What pleasure, what fun, what a great sport! For the next 3 hours all I remember is the sky, kites, manja and sheer pleasure of kite flying. It is a passion were you are swept away and all that exists is you and your kite. What a lovely feeling.
The sweet tune of “kay po che” still rings in my ears.
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