A guy who hails from the silicone city, mordernized life yet with tradition in the land of trans. Aged up with soothing instrument of Sitar, Flute, Veena and vocals of Ragas and birth of music inself with trans. India, the country where all begins. The music of every religion, trans of your surroundings and illustration of life through instrument, presented from the God's to date.

Forest takes me home.
Wild feels more, merrier the lions roar.
Castes me the spell forever more,
Through the tress my morning, woke.
Sun and moon, the lovers flow,
They meet each other, when Samay is slow.
This music makes me generations old,
Oh soul, you always thought me the rhythmic row, no name, no face, cinematic show.
30 long years, my mind and mouth compliments the glow,
Show me the path of Shanti Road.