Wednesday, October 29, 2008


For 6 months now I have discovered the great joy of listening to Norah Jones as I drive through the busy streets of Delhi. In the endless jams, born of the grand movement of VIPs this city is blessed with, I am now a happier person. Its just me crooning with Norah to Nightingale and Sunrise and Toes, much to the surprise of occupants of other cars around me. Its not everyday you see a woman singing her heart out in a traffic jam.

I truly find the songs delicious - slight twists here and there, like alleys down a quaint Italian town, that you learn to memorise the more you use them every day. No grand harmonics and incessant organs or pumping rhythm. No intricate melodies or mind-boggling percussion. Just simple, basic, uncomplicated singing. Every note is hit perfectly (much to my I spend most of my time cringing to western music when the artists fall short of those precise sounds) and her voice, louder than everything else - yet husky enough to embrace the accompanying guitars and piano.
I never thought I'd be a jazz enthusiast...but Norah's music is a flavour I decidedly like, and am going to savour for a long time to come.

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Precious Light

The prettiest festival there ever was...I am so supremely happy to be able to celebrate Light. To truly feel there is enough light to dispel darkness and that the beauty of darkness is that it gives Light its powerful place.
The Light shine upon you and within you, always.