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What a beautiful way to put it. Sometimes I think the old Lata Mangeshkar cassettes my father chose are the only reason I discovered my own love for the ragas.
Yaar, that pressure cooker whistle of expectation... my own father still asks when the ‘real job’ is coming. Your grandson’s question hits hard. That esraj advice is pure gold, Dadamoshai.
Ah, Dadi always said you can't rush the raga or the right button-mashing game. My father tried getting me into cricket, but somehow I ended up with his old radio to fix instead. That boy will find his own playlist for sure.
Ah, enthoru swaram. Just like spotting someone for the first time on a bench press – you can't force the bar up, but you can show them the path.
