Here's some pieces frm the book Romance of the Bamboo Reed
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Uma Vasudev traces the musical odyssey of the renowned flautist Hariprasad Chaurasia in the biography Romance of the Bamboo Reed
THE little boy's father was the famed Chedi Lal Pehalwan, the wrestler. He wanted his three sons to be wrestlers like him. As a disciplined devotee he would sing the devotional hymns at the morning prayers. But that was far as music could go. No question of trying out the flute in front of him, thought Hari. But away from his father's watchful eye, away from the rituals at home and the school and the competitive yells of the wrestlings pit, he would sneak out whenever he could with his stolen flute. He would find a hidden corner and take delight in the few notes he could coerce out of the bamboo reed. In a family governed by a man obsessed with creating an ancestry of wrestlers, Hari realised that he dared not articulate his fascination with something as far removed and contrary as music. If his father felt that he harboured any ambitions other than to follow in his footsteps, Hari knew he would get a sound thrashing. His father packed a wrestler's punch.
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Whenever Hari would ask anyone about his mother, he would be told, "She'll be back." The tragedy was never allowed to sink into his mind. The result was that their father came into his life in a bigger way. Not only as the idol they had to try and emulate, but as a concerned, doting but disciplinarian parent. He would cook all the meals. He would not let even his daughter enter the kitchen. He would make them eat well and pack the food for them to take to school. And at night they would all sleep together on a large cot. But Hari began to feel the emptiness, which in a sense never left him, the big void that he felt for a mother who was just not there. The house would look bereft when he came back from school. His sister would be busy with her tuitions. A tutor would come for him too. But he missed his mother. He kept waiting for her to come back. .. The one place that he could visit with impunity was the temple nearby where the priests would be singing the devotional melodies through which they also told the saga of the gods.
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