Many years back there was this Afro-American guy I met in Belgium, and this was in a bar in Brussels. He was playing a gorgeous instrument called a talking drum. I was so enamored by that instrument that I wanted to buy it from him at any price he would quote. What happened thereafter was quite amazing. He said I’d give it to you in exchange of that gorgeous shirt you are wearing. The shirt was actually my Kanishka’s Kurta. I met the same persona year back and he said, “I still wear that shirt. It is a priced possession for me. I still have his gorgeous drum. This little anecdote goes to show just how enticing Kanishka’s Kurtas are!