Every living form is made up of sound and light that threads, weaves and knots us together in a Matrix of endless possibilities. These possibilities are expanding with our consciousness and awakening. Kolam makes that visual, what we already know deep within for being true but just can't seem to put our finger on it yet. And then Kolam takes you by that finger, the hand, the arm, the heart and mind and leads you to discoveries of self and your connectedness in this world and the Universe.
When a man needs nothing to survive, he basically is above a problem and hence there is nothing to solve. Is that the point where “design” becomes obsolete and useless for an individual? In a country with a background of such when we overthink the curve of a chair or the shift of a font it does somewhere clash with our own stories hearing which we grew up.
While singing a bandish dedicated to Devi Durga he explained, "this is not easy. One has to understand the entire personality of the god or goddess to present or dedicate the song. One has to allow that deiti to flow in so that the music as a medium can find its way." Sometimes in the evening he would go on singing ceaselessly and his eyes seemed so lost and hazy, his palms held together in prayer and as water filled his eyes and rolled down I could feel his body lose touch from this world and his soul now one with that of the Universe.