Pappa and Aayi want to attend Swara-Suprabhata tomorrow - a Hindustani vocal concert at 7:30 in the morning and I just called up Sapthaka to find if the tickets had to be bought - the newspaper didn't say anything about it. The senior person who picked up said they'd never organised anything with tickets so far and I didn't know what to say - I just said it was our first time with them. Then as it usually happens in Bangalore, he asked me where I was from, when I told him my name. I told where I was living but I should've guessed it, he wanted my native place. I said Honnavara and he was happy, he was also from there. Then I knew he wanted to talk more and I handed over the phone to Pappa and then they proceeded to realise that they had met before. And guess what, he was the father of Dhananjaya Hegde! Suddenly the melodious voice from my childhood rang in my ears again - Navibbaroo Andu HoLeya DaDadalli Nindu....beautiful memory and I still remember the young boy's concert very well.
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