(When I wrote this story last year of course I had Kishori tai Amonkar in mind. I am saddened by her passing away. A heavenly voice has gone back to where it came from. But as it says in this story "Music is light; it will always be there passing from one day to other", her music will keep shining as bright as ever. My humblest tribute to a true artist)
Bhairavi
The
concert was to begin at eight in the evening.
Almost fifteen hours still ahead of it. But the actual ceremony was
supposed to start at seven. There would be the introductory speeches about the
foundation with its purpose and objectives, the organizers behind it and the
main sponsors. Then it would be time to introduce her, thanking her for
agreeing to do the benefit concert, requesting her to come on stage and begin
the concert. As usual there will always be the need to test the audio set up, adjust
the levels to her appeasement, before she can even start with the first note.
