A Grace Note
“Jeev, stop shouting. I can hear you. Listen. Text me daily if you wish, but my mind is made up. I’m not coming back so soon. My work-in-progress is here and now. My head is brimming with so many ideas and sounds. Yes, yes, I’ll complete it in time for rehearsals. Listen. I’m adding a new sound. A new instrument. The dizi. You’ve never heard of it? The dizi is a Chinese flute made of bamboo. Please don’t fret, darling. I’m fine.
What d’you mean the mourning period is so long? I’m already rushing it. Traditionally, it used to be a hundred days of mourning. I’m doing it in forty-nine days, reducing it by half. No, I’m not pulling your leg. It’s true. That’s the tradition. Oh, you’ve already checked out the Soka website? They don’t have this tradition? But I’m following the Tao
