Light Flies and Bees On the Road and One madman

The people downstairs have got laser lights from Bangalore and instead of doing just the usual fairy light loops on the verandah have also looped in the strands of laser fairy lights . Once lit they hover over the road in a circumference of about 6 feet in a web of green, red ,blue and chrome dots circling constantly like a swarm of bees or mosquitoes in the gathering gloom just before it gets dark.
As magical as it is to the little boy who lives downstairs , it is even more so to Pagla Kanai , one of the triumvirate of mentally ill vagrants who people the area , the others being Bob Marley II and Khyapa .He approaches the lights warily and swats at them with his hand and when they swarm over his hand he tries to grasp them. Then he fishes out a piece of paper from his sack and offers it to the lights , holding it gingerly and then dropping it on the road ; next he fishes out a discarded cigarette packet and drops in under the lights ,squatting and watching spellbound as the little dots keep circling . Then he twitches , a long involuntary shudder convulses his body and he jumps back a few paces brushing his hand over his twitching face and muttering "saala maachhi " , which roughly translated in Bengali is "bloody flies" .
Quite a revelation . If not flies , then coloured mosquitoes in a swarm on the road instead of over one's head or even bees . Disarming , accurate and intuitive , is Pagla Kanai . I shudder to think how tormented he must have been ,his head swarming with buzzing insects all night .