Dhina Dhin Dha ((free)) -

Today was the day the buyer was coming. Arjun walked to the tabla, his hands trembling. He unwrapped the cloth. The wood was still warm from the afternoon sun. He placed his palms on the syahi , the black iron dust center. For a moment, he felt nothing.

And somewhere beyond the stars, an old Ustad tapped his feet and smiled. dhina dhin dha

Then, almost involuntarily, his right index finger tapped the dayan . Dhin. Today was the day the buyer was coming