Solitude.

Isn't drinking in the beauty of wispy butterflies dancing daintily without a whisper of sound , in the cool and quiet groves away from distracting, thundering sounds , the only way to meditate and connect to one's inner self?

Today being Bhogi I visited the temple early. As I sat to chant and pray , the Thavil and Nadaswaram started to play.They require no mike. And I was seated quite near to them.

The stereophonic sound that issued forth did not jar on my nerves. Nor did it deflect me from my meditation. In fact it took me even a plane higher!The crashing yet rhythmic , loud yet melodious music did a wonderful thing. It chased away all the smallness eclipsing my being and brought me a step nearer to the truth I was endeavoring to seek.

Our ancient customs are not without reason or rhyme.