Yesterday, at the petrol pump ( we too have petrol pumps and not gas stations in the Middle East đ), I was refilling while listening to Sartajâs Aarsi. Beautiful track btw. Catcher introduced me to Sartaj recently and I blame my latest obsession with Sartaj to him đ”. So anyway, as I was paying up, the (Indian) assistant at the station pauses for a second, stares at me and asks me with scrutinizing eyes, âMadam, are you Punjabiâ? đ€Ł I reply in the negative, chuckling that I just love the music and drive off. No offense, but glad I wasnât playing African music đ