Many years ago, I picked up a little music box during our
travels in Europe, I don’t recall where, and when the little contraption is
wound, it plays the Für Elise tune. The tune was interesting and the mechanic
in me has never tired of watching the little drum spin when wound up, the comb reeds
hi…
Für Elise – and its enduring mysteries
Many years ago, I picked up a little music box during our
travels in Europe, I don’t recall where, and when the little contraption is
wound, it plays the Für Elise tune. The tune was interesting and the mechanic
in me has never tired of watching the little drum spin when wound up, the comb reeds
hi…
Puranadara Dasa, and Food in Carnatic music Those who listen to Carnatic music are usually in awe of the
creative genius of its Pitamaha (father) Puranadara Dasa, the Kannadiga poet
from medieval times. A rich but miserly jeweler, fascinated with music,
changes his materialistic outlook after a life…
The Overlanders and the Hippie trail A forward from across the seas, of an incredible bus journey, popped up the other day on my phone, promptly delivered by our ever-efficient
news delivery man these days – the popular Whatsapp. More forwards came,
together with requests to check out and detail the…
A little about the food habits of yore
Early Malabar was quite cosmopolitan, especially around Cannanore,
Calicut and Cochin, but we see hardly any permeation of foreign food habits into
the Hindu food scene. While Moplah cooking was influenced by the Arabs, the Jews
are all gone leaving behind jus…
