I walk a lot, usually humming something. When something makes me stop walking or humming, I watch or listen carefully, come back and blog about it here.

Pronunciation: vuh-raa-Li


An earlier version of this page read: A ragam that attempts to soar, but has it’s wings clipped by self-doubt.

It was revised because several people felt it sounded sad, cruel even. Which it was not meant to be. As I grow older, I find my once-definitive views of the world growing more tentative. Ideas hang more heavily, words linger long after they have been uttered. The parallel with the diffident yet haunting quality of my favourite ragam – Varali – seemed rather apt. But not to everyone apparently. Hence the revision.


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