Desh Raag

Meet me. I am the modern, 21st century, Indian youth. I have a deep mine of knowledge about anything and everything in the world.

Forget about the Indian map, I even know the Polynesian, Scandinavian and Baltic maps by heart. When it comes to USA, I speak in terms of states and their capitals.

I know the names of coaches of all football teams in the EPL. I even know the amount for which player X moved from club A to club B.

I have in-depth knowledge of the tug-of-war going on in Silicon Valley; about the cut-throat competition between Apple and Google to gain control of the mobile market.

I can rattle off the engine specifications of German, Japanese and Korean cars to astonishing detail; heck I can even give you a crash course on fighter jets.

In spite of all this, when I watch Desh Raag on TV after a long long time, I discover that I cannot even name all the instruments used in it – let alone the names of the artistes playing those instruments!

And I write this blog post, in shame. Directed at my own self and nothing else.

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