Some families just have good genes. The Kennedys for instance. Or the Tatas. What about the Brontes? And, of course, the Shankars.
Yes, those Shankars. Of Uday and Ravi and Anoushka fame. And of course, in an oblique sort of way, of Norah Jones fame too. So much artistry has erupted from the Shankar family it is sometimes hard not to feel churlish or resentful.