India is an interesting place, it seems to highlight those things we don't want to see. It's a fun thing, sometimes, like looking at a funhouse mirror, or less fun, like looking into the sewers of the soul.
I din't really want to see someone I admire and respect, turn out to behave in an untrustworthy and totally amoral way, even less so that these dubious qualities were serving a very selfish goal, in the name of Guru. Unfortunately (or fortunately), I also saw that in these matters, I can trust my senses.
I know I'm not the first to have had disagreements with Professor Surinder Singh, and I'm certainly not the last, and regardless of some very ugly rumours that I've heard, my own perception of the man was that of someone I could trust. However, my experience of travelling in a group with him this year has quite successfully destroyed that trust. I can't say I've learned nothing from him or Raj Academy, but I can say I will not continue studying with them. If the behaviour I experienced and saw was of any indication, it doesn't matter the quality of the musical knowledge that is being imparted, I don't want my learning to be shaped by such hands.
Oh well. At least that chapter of my musical journey is closed.