I was reading a recent debate on music reviews.

I have always maintained that music and nature are inextricably linked. In an earlier piece, I had shared my thoughts on the same. Nature has constantly enchanted and fascinated me.

A short while ago I was in Chennai for the December annual music festival and my performances. It is a city that I have known over the years. It has evolved in many ways.

What would you expect in a picturesque village, thousand metres up in the Swiss Jura? Fresh air, pastures, tinkling cow bells, horses and mountains all around. If you’ve read Heidi, here it was.

Another Diwali has come to pass. With lights, colour and the rest, although a bit subdued in some parts with the American President’s visit!

Each time I went to Chennai, I would visit T.S.Parthasarathy. I would lose my way each time and call him for directions. “Just come upto the Nandi Statue”, he would say. Then on, it was easy to reach his home.

Last evening, I saw a huge hoarding about a live concert by the recentlycrowned, Indian idol.

Recently the festival of Aadi pooram was celebrated in South Indian Vaishnava temples over the globe, to commemorate the birthday of Andal.

Recently the festival of Aadi pooram was celebrated in South Indian Vaishnava temples over the globe, to commemorate the birthday of Andal. One of the twelve Alwars or saint-poet-philosophers of Tamil Nadu, Andal was the only woman amongst them.

While I write this piece, I am engulfed in blaring loudspeaker noise from the neighbourhood.