ABSTRACT
Hamid Husain Khan was my first ritually bonded master teacher, and I remained his disciple to the end of his life. On an extended visit to Karachi in 1968, I became his formal disciple; our relationship ended with his death in 1979. Ustad Hamid Husain taught me with a love and dedication that I can never forget. It was both his deep knowledge and his love for music that he extended to his students. His greatest concern was to transmit that love to them and have it suffuse their music as well. Time and again I found my unthinking drive toward accomplishment, correctness, and virtuosity derailed by his simple question: but is this beautiful?
