I remember I was once in Kolhapur for a concert, and I passed a cobbler. As he stitched a slipper, he was humming raga Malkauns. Can you believe it—the way someone today would hum a Kishore Kumar song! It was his version of Malkauns, of course, but it was Malkauns alright. This is because he had heard it so many times in the court of Shahu Maharaja who loved music and loved his people.’
