Derek Beckvold can tell, down to the precise moment, when his &lsquocosmic connection&rsquo with India was first revealed to him. The 28-year-old professional musician from Boston had barely arrived in India, on a Fulbright grant, in August 2014, and had left his hotel in Delhi to run some errands, when in a densely packed metro train, he came face to face with Shailendra Mishra, the tabla guru to train under whom he had come halfway across the world. &ldquoI had not yet called Mishraji to let him know I had arrived in India, and yet, there he was standing right next to me in a busy subway car in a city of some 25 million people,&rdquo recalls Beckvold in wonder at the serendipitous odds of such a meeting. &ldquoThis to me seems a metaphor for how things always work out in India, despite the chaos, and has led to wonderful moments of self-reflection, wherein I feel India has lured me here for a purpose.&rdquo

