When I arrived in Mysore the first time, I was invited to a potluck by a woman named Petra from the Netherlands. She was a Zappa fan, had...

That fall the teacher from Seattle invited me to come play a kirtan with him in his studio. His wife was in Mysore, and it was just the...

Since I and the Kirtan Woman had been to Berkley in the fall, neither of us arrived back in Mysore until January. When I got there, she...

I survived another season in Mysore and returned home for the summer, but still was not wise enough to stay away. This fourth year when I...

The kirtan woman had contacted me that summer and wanted me to “hook up” with her in New York on the way to Mysore as she was going to be...

The next year I went back, but the Kirtan Woman was unable to come because she needed to have surgery. I was going to stay at her Luxury...