O Brother, where art thou

My brother is finally visiting me. I have always met him in Pune where he was based. This is his first overseas trip and I am dying to impress him with first world life. Finally comes at a great time. We are both engaged. He is set in his career, getting good reviews from his manager and I finally have the time to think of pursuing my own enterprise(s). Best of all he has given up his chimerical aspirations of becoming classical musician. Both my father and I introduced him to classical music - Jaipur gharana and Mansour were our favorites then. He became interested and later committed to pursuing music full time. Although later, he gradually weaned off classical and became interested in middle of the road fusion music. His classmate Arnab Chakravarty who is now a distinguished classical musician having learnt from Buddhadeb Dasgupta in California was a continuing source of inspiration. Life situations also help. Content that he had a maid to take care of him, understanding affluent parents and a house by way of inheritance, it was not hard to take a backseat in career. He sat through science college hoping someday he would be awarded an interesting and potentially nobel prize winning project which would stroke him into action. It took me a lot of work to get him to understand that science and music require a lot of initiative, something he claimed not to have. You are better of taking up a simple profession and exploring prospects of greatness by the side. He took a private masters in computer programming and started coding professionally. I had to use Milind Chittal as an example - a chartered accountant who had acquired fame as a classical vocalist, to keep him focused on his coding. From then to now, it has been a marathon ride. He now writes code with people from engineering backgrounds, who might otherwise have been 10 years his superiors. I feel like saying, Wah ustad wah.