 Upon this river, I surrender to this very moment. I hear the boat song of Tyagaraja, of the Kakarla clan. He takes his form, enchanting them as they seek him in their thoughts, longing to cross the river, only to be lost forever to him. But when the storm crosses the river, they are reminded that he is the one and only protector. And even a blade of grass move without his will. Surrender, eternal traveler, and you will no longer wander in exile. Me and I met on 30th June, 1936. We got married on the 10th of July, 1940. The marriage was in the temple premises, Thirnir Malay. A friend gave us a van and we went to Thirnir Malay temple with the 12 friends. Including lunch for the 12 friends, the wedding costed us as much as 150 rupees. It was in the year 1947, we had a message to say that Gandhiji, rather, Bapu was very keen on hearing Hari Tumaharo Janaki Bheem. That is, O Lord, take away pain from mankind. Those were days when really we lived in a paradise on earth. The Lord died, O Lord. It is, had you in concert, that put her on the map of the world, the same way that the Hindi Meera put her on the map of India. The last scene was taken in Dwarka. In the picture Meera, you will see Meera becoming one with the Lord in Dwarka. Then the sky and the earth become one. Is the answer in the experience that Subalakshmi had with the great sage of Kanchipuram? I see a childhood of dreams and passages, the roots of the vast Tamil country outside. And I feel it is for this I have been waiting for long. Kanchipuram is a very special region in seven regions. There are a lot of villages in Kanchipuram, as well as temples. There are three temples in that temple. Kamakshiaman temple, Varadarajar temple, Ekambureshwara temple. Three temples are very special. When I was four years old in Kanchipuram, my father gave me praise. He gave me a lot of praise, like Lalithapacharatharam, Peenakshiapacharatharam. He gave me a lot of praise. He gave me a lot of praise. He gave me a lot of praise. Sometimes the sky and earth have to sing. I was very young. I was in school. In school, I had a huge drama. I was a pansler. And I read the photos on paper. When I got the photo, I had a drama. My father felt a little changing. My father was not that famous, but he was happy. My father was very successful. When I heard that, I saw this photo of Kanchi in Madras and asked her if she wanted to record it. I asked her if she wanted to record it. I asked her if she wanted to record it at home. I told her that this photo was very dangerous. I was worried that she was looking for a house in Madras. I asked her if she wanted to record it. I asked her if she wanted to record it at the tea shop or in the cellar. She said that she shouldn't sing. My head is very... I told her that she shouldn't sing. I told her that she shouldn't sing. I told her that she shouldn't sing. I told my father that my mother would like to send this child to the Government Technical Examination. I was very eager to send it to my child. I told him that I would like to send it to him. I asked him who the examiner was. I asked him if he was Tiger Varunacharyan. He was a great Udhvan. His name was Ambi Dixitur. He was a great professor. Everyone was great. I was 9 years old. I went to the exam. Ambi Dixitur. When I finished the exam, my father sent me home. He sent me to the hospital. I wanted to send this child to the Government Technical Examination. He sent me to the Government Technical Examination. I wanted to send him to the Government Technical Examination. I gave him this child's name. He would tell me that he was a Udhvan. I would sing a line at that time. He would tell me that he was a Udhvan. I couldn't fall in love with him. He would tell me that he was a Udhvan. He told me that he was going to come to me in this blue sky. I asked him if he was going to sing. I asked him if he was going to sing. He told me that he was going to come to me in this blue sky. He told me that he was going to come to me in this blue sky. I was not in that age. We were going to go to the village. We did not want to go. We were all selected. It was only at 6 o'clock. It was 8 o'clock. We were going to go to the village. We were going to go to the village. We were all going to go to the village. We were all selected. We were all selected. It would be good to be selected at 8 o'clock. He told me to sing from my mind. He told me to sing from my mind. I told him that I was going to sing at 6.30 O'clock. I was very young, but my style was different from mine. When I was 8 years old, I started singing when I was 5 or 9 years old. When I was 13 or 14 years old, I started singing. When I was young, I was very young. My parents were very young. But I was a kid. I wanted to improve and study music. There were many things that I wanted to learn. There is no singing in our tradition. There is no singing. There are so many songs, such as Tamil songs, Javidi, Slocum, all these are the songs I sing. There is no singing in their tradition. There are so many songs. There are so many songs. There are so many songs. When I was 8 years old, I had a very young child. He was born with my grandfather. My grandfather. He used to be a farmer. That was at 4 o'clock. When I was 8 years old, he would not believe me. When I was 8 years old, I would wake up at 4 o'clock. I would sleep for 3 days. Not until dawn. I would come to Chitraparan and sing. I would pay half the time to change songs. He would sing in various ways. I could not sing in this way. He said, there is no singing in this style. That sadden me. The time that my journey takes is long. Yet, I have to go through it. I have to go through it. I have to go through it. I have to go through it. The time that my journey takes is long. Yet, in the unfathomed stillness of the soul, I stand inside, silent, still searching, still searching.