Of my brief encounters with this book in the plethora of things I have thrown myself into, my intention being to extricate myself from all that, simultaneously do all that and read this book has been overwhelmingly refreshing. I have read and reread just a one and a half pages and it has been shaking me from my very foundation, rocking , roaring the bedrock that is my foundation, my balanced stage. This unique expression of my aunt Madhavi Mahadevan has gripped me to my bones and kept me rereading the few pages that I have so I can immerse myself in her world of expression. In simple words zabardast hai, Mast hai, superrrra irukku. Mujhe in pages se aage hee nahi Jaana, isi mein khoya Hua huun. Tamil la sona, mangal Pandey Aita, Kannu mangal aayirku Pongal Sapta Madhuri, yenaku Pongal romba pudikyum:) I have read and read this much, meine sirf itna pada hai aur kho Gaya Pata nahi Kahaan Madhavi ke iss duniya mein, konja dhaan padichirka adhuvum thiripi padichta iruka, Kann mayungis:)