R.I.P. Robert Miles. Recorded his music from the radio player using TDK and Sony cassette tapes. Bought his albums. Listened to his songs and listened to children a hundred time during my school days in my 90s. His tracks played on my walkman and I kept listening in a loop his tracks on my train journeys from my college in North India to Kolkata, India starring out of the window of standing on the footboard of the open compartment exit door of the moving train.