I’m listening to some Rabindra Sangeet sung by Shreya Guhathakurta, a brilliant singer from Kolkata who globe trots most of the time. She happens to be my senior from Fergusson College, Pune, and a family friend of a paternal relative of mine who stays in UK. When I first chatted with her, I didn’t know she was a celebrity. She dropped no hint either, such was her humility.
I am surprised at my appetite for Rabindra Sangeet, which has been growing since the past few years, ever since I left India. I guess I’m missing my own culture real bad. The language of my heart finally speaks loud and clear and I am no longer deaf to it.
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