When a friend suggested that I write for the title Chicken soup for the Soul: Indian Teachers soul, I didn't realize it would be a walk down memory lane. If I'm able to sing today on stage or otherwise, its the tireless effort and time put in by all my music teachers at every stage in my training. Each teacher taught me something valuable that was not confined to music alone and these lessons broadened my horizons in ways that I never dreamt of. Click here to read about my gurus. When my story for the title, Chicken Soup for the Indian Soul: Celebrating Brothers and Sisters was accepted the first person I called was my brother. After all the piece was about him. He wasn't sure what it was that I'd written about him and I could see that his curiosity was burning the phone line! My brother continues to play an important role in my life even today and my daughters have only now come to realize that despite the fights and the misunderstandings siblings are blessings that need to be cherished and nurtured.
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