All I ask of the drunken singers in my neighbourhood who wake me up in the middle of the night is not to sing Marathi or old Kannada songs. Old Kannada songs are my childhood and I feel like lending my voice to the drunken soul and Marathi, well, I believe that I'm fairly well-to-do in the language now and I have this urge to validate that belief at every possible opportunity. So I find it very difficult to go back to sleep.
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