I was clicking  my way through the three-hundred something channels,bored as ever, when I spied Naseerudin Shah on the screen.

His curly mop of grey hair was bent over a piece of paper–as smoke curled around his huddled body–and sitar plucks electrified the air.

 A scene from the sweetly-sad movie ‘Amal’–Naseerudin can not bear the poor rendition of this ghazal. So what does  he do? He effectively challenges the young musician in the small Delhi bar–and lends a face to a memorable couple of musical clarity.

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