What have you left behind?……

Since we were kids, we always try to be “perfect” or if I have to be more precise “ideal”. We try to
do everything right because as a kid its easy to differentiate between good and bad. You know
cigarette is bad for health, alcohol is bad for health, we should not use bad words, we should ignore
what people say and think about us. As a kid its easy to do so because kids are closer to be an ideal
human being than any of us. I guess this is what the person was thinking when he said children are
avatar of gods. I mean when you think about it every god is just an ideal human being, the kind of
being we all wanted to be once. To be an ideal human we all might have promised ourselves that we
will never do this we will never do that, but now here we are trying to be as monstrous as possible. I
mean what else will describe us well, we are selfish and then we justify that its normal to be selfish
and if you are not there is something wrong with you, then you ignore your surrounding like its none
of your business. You turn a blind to everyone asking for help. I doubt if anyone of us will even feel
anything if something bad happens to us, our eyes are dried up. Well, I am no one to talk I am a devil
myself. This post is not for education or to provide information, this post I here to remind you what
you were and now what you are your younger self might not even recognize you. we broke so many
promises me made to ourselves and still repeating the same mistakes and we have become a
coward who is afraid of admitting mistakes and defeat. Slowly we all are becoming a man with no
morals except money.

This might be dark and depressing to hear but how are you going to deny it. Its best to except yourself as you are, good or evil doesn’t matter.


Music of the gods……..

Pandit Jasraj, who passed away in New Jersey aged 90, was one of the last great Hindustani classical vocalists. Birbal My Brother, a nondescript film released in 1975, has a jugalbandhi of Pandit Bhimsen Joshi and Jasraj. For years, admirers have argued over who fared better in this rare Malkauns: Joshi, the Kirana gharana legend or Jasraj, the Mewati gharana master who was eight years junior to Joshi? There is no conclusive answer because both the musicians refused to confine themselves in their gharanas and included what they liked in other schools to embellish their own personal styles.

Like Joshi, Jasraj too didn’t consider music an elite art. He added elements of the thumri to the khayal, giving the latter more malleability and making it more audience-friendly. This would have been considered blasphemous half a century ago, when the khayal was serious business and the bandish would be sung with a certain indifference. He brought haveli sangeet to the stage and introduced Jasrangi — the male-female duet in different ragas — in concert platforms. He also added bhajans to his repertoire, which enabled him to reach a wider audience.

His initial training was in tabla. But when a senior musician questioned his knowledge of music by saying he only “pounded dead flesh”, a hurt Jasraj decided to master vocal music. And master he did. The audience loved him. How could he, drawn to music in his childhood by the voice of the great Begum Akhtar, not be sensitive to his audience? He was friendly with them, never high strung and impatient, unlike many of his illustrious contemporaries. He would oblige their farmaish and sing popular pieces such as Mata Kalika and Mero Allah Meherbaan. His singing evoked the feeling of being in a place of worship, a space with a heightened level of energy, where God sat with us and listened to the music in admiration.



Nature is what you can feel…..