'Was this what it was like to be a rock star? Except that pop singers were usually followed by people, not cats.'In the middle of his languid holiday, idle young Ranji stumbles upon assorted musical instruments in the storeroom-first a shrill flute, then a blaring little trumpet and, finally, a too-big drum that may have once sounded a battle march. He stages impromptu concerts down the road, not sparing his neighbours, nor the cats around his porch, nor the peace-loving inhabitants of the zoo! But all Ranji's really seeking is a friend who'll hear the magic in his din.A lyrical and stunningly illustrated offering from India's favourite teller of tales, this is a sunny story about forging bonds and the simple joys of life.