India, March 5 -- On a bright winter afternoon, as I sat in the garden admiring the colourful petunias that I had planted whilst shelling peanuts that lay on my lap, I couldn't help but wonder why my teenaged son had chosen to sit in his room with the curtains drawn, headphones in his ears and eyes closed. Could he be trying to find himself while listening to 'The Real Slim Shady' by Eminem or perhaps he was finding a cure for his loneliness in Chris Martin's songs....