Fatherhood. Lesson No 1: The Lullaby

There isn't a human being who cannot sing. Put a crying infant in the hands of a man with Amrish Puri's voice and within minutes he will be humming a tune. And for good reason.

All music in this world started with a lullaby. The hum to silence the child's cry that will attract the nocturnal hunters or in this day and age, the red-eyed, sleep starved man living next door.

Like many other things, the lullaby evolved with us. Calming, comforting the nerves of not only infants, but the restless young and the old alike. Over time, the lullaby has evolved into the screams and screeching that has calmed the pumping adrenaline of the rebellious youth as well as the soft strains of classical music. We even find its calming effect in flowing water and the waves that follow waves on a beach. We find it on the ticking of the clock and the rhythmic movements of our machines. We have learnt to speed up our heart beats to the beats of our music. We use it calm nerves of young boys sent out in tanks and trenches to kill other people. And whatever the type of music we create or love, when someone puts a crying infant in our arms, the original song come automatically to our lips. The lullaby.