My faithful puppy

At seven-thirty each morning, I come downstairs and play the flute. Kanu comes down with me and moves around the bows of my esraj and cello that are lying on the floor.

I cannot go anywhere without him following me. Then, when Ranjana comes at eight o’clock, he is so excited and delighted. He jumps and jumps and jumps. Then I am free.

21 January 1982