“Aap o Dawn?”
“Aap o dawn?”
“I don’t speak Hindi… umm… sorry–”
“No!” he laughed “Aap or down!” pointing to the steep sloping path ahead of us with his umbrella.
“Ohhh!! I’m on my way down.”
He grinned and gestured for me to walk along with him. I pointed to my group of friends gathered at the top of the hill. He shrugged and smiled and continued on his way, disappearing into the mist, singing softly to himself.