I had just completed a project which had taken me out of the country for a month and I was landing in Bombay close to around midnight. I got into the taxi with my luggage and after telling the taxi driver in which direction to head, I told him that he will have to first stop at any vada pav stall that would be open on the way. He turned and looked at me and gave me a smile and without any questions, he took me to one. I packed two hot vada pav and relished it in the back seat. I felt happy and content.
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My love affair with music
My love affair with music has been a strange one. Until the age of 13, I didn’t know that I could sing because that was when my music teacher in school tested my voice and said that I could sing. And my reaction was “Really? No one in my family sings.” “Well, you do”. And…