All that jazz...

Seasoned with an eclectic collection, the evening was one of astounding jazz performed by the Chari trio.... As my memory raced through a thousand moments, I craved for dim lights, a whiskey, and perhaps also for the aromas of a sinful cigar !

Caught amidst a multitude of questions, rushingly I cross-examined myself. Skirting through the burning silence, I asked myself whether I had realised my desire, my dream, my 'perfect world' .. there was a battle of isms.

Is there truth in asking thse metaphysical questions? Is an ideology important today?

With angst and impatience I turn back to the music ... distracting myself, yet again. I heard Madhav Chari say, let's hear some blues now!