In November 2016, the great musician Dr. M. Balamurali Krishna passed away. I have written about my encounters with him in my long-ago youth. There was a gap of many years during which I didn't meet him and listened to his live concerts only occasionally. And then, in August 2012, a dear friend took me along to meet Balamurali, and we spent several hours with him. I was back in his home, where I had spent so many happy hours all those decades ago. The house looked much as it did when I used to visit in the 1970s and 80s. That encounter thrilled and saddened me in equal measure, drove home to me how much both he and I had changed. One day, maybe, I will write about it.