“What a mess! Old records?” Lulu, my parrot shouted. “What’s going on here?” “I am clearing old records. I knew there were many old documents…
“Oh, beautiful!” Lulu, my parrot exclaimed. He was reading a book lying on my table while taking light bites of a guava. “Four lines capture…
“Zakir Hussain,” I told Lulu, my parrot, “is not only a great Tabla-Nawaz but also a great philosopher. He talks of his music and his…