Was listening to Ghulam Ali sing ‘Chupke chupke raat din’ in the zone, when, through the goosebumps, it occured to me that just knowing that song and understanding its words enhanced ones ability and experience of loving someone, being a romantic, falling in love.
A bit of a bodyblow to the thoughts around “Un-culture” I’ve had lately.
Anyway I was pretty certain that any useful truth would lie midway.. as usual.
Ps. I said ‘truth would lie’. Whattay! Yay!