Little Radio

Last night my grandma kept asking me why I paid so much for my little radio. She was talking about my new ipod of course. Then I asked her to lie down, put the ear phones in her ears ignoring her protests, toned down the volume and played a Tamil song – en kaNmaNi by Ilayaraja. She kept her neck stiff, worried if the ear phones were going to fall outside. Then she slowly relaxed. I then played Mountain Streams by Kitaro. Halfway through this she fell asleep with tiny snores. Then I played Oriental Bamboo Flute by Kitaro and Pillow of Winds by Pink Floyd. Now she was sleeping like a baby. I could have given a million dollars for the peace that I saw on her tired face, then. So why not a few thousand rupees for the little radio?

Grandma, you deserve the best! :-* >:)<