An affair with one’s own wife in Indian marriages!

What aspects of your cultural heritage are you most proud of or interested in?

Amidst a bonhomie, invitation sent to hundreds and thousands and a week long festivity culminating in a marriage of two distant souls. All arranged strictly by the elders in families. The couple have never met before. Not a word spoken. Pushed into a bed overnight with a whole lot of family guarding the door near the bed. One should live in a joint family from the day next. All their life. You’re allowed only to enjoy a limited private time with your partner. I shall call it an ‘affair’ with one’s own wife. And it’s traditional here in India.

Life without music is ‘lif’ missing an ‘e’.

What would your life be like without music?

No music, no good neighborhood.

You’re playing Rihanna so loud. This is a residential society and we are too old. Keep the volume down for god’s sake!

No music, no Indian staff could sit at odd hours answering queries in ‘outsourcing’ call-center companies. Music can keep the callers ‘on hold’ for half a day.

There’s a popular saying in India. “The trumpeting announces the arrival of an elephant”.

No music, no ice cream vendor.

No music, no freeway driving. 

No music, no movies. 

No music, no cows will produce milk. 

No music, no weddings in heaven. 

No music, no political campaigns. 

No music, no religious processions.

“Pizza for me at lunchtime!”. That’s ‘music to my ears!’

A Walk in the Clouds.

How do you celebrate holidays?

I live in a city which is urban and people mostly come here to work and build a career.

On holidays, they all go back to their native places. The city will look completely deserted during the break.

I cherish the look of the empty city and relish a walk in the middle of road. I call it ‘a walk in the clouds’.