Agartala Musical Hall -

"You’re the keeper?" said a young voice.

"My father taught me one piece," he said. "A forgotten waltz composed for the Maharaja's wedding." agartala musical hall

Arohan had been a boy the first time he entered the hall. It was 1962. His father, the hall’s previous keeper, had taken him to see a performance of Rabindra Sangeet. The air was thick with the scent of jasmine and expensive attar. The royal chandelier, a cascade of Belgian crystal, rained light upon the audience. "You’re the keeper