ANJALI - my two cents

One of the soul-stirring songs i have heard is 'ANJALI ANJALI' from the movie DUET.A lot of us would have been hypnotized by the brilliance of Kadri’s sax, scintillations from S.P.B’s voice, the might of vairamuthu’s pen, and of course,the blend of Rahman's music.

It is about two men, brothers, who propose the same girl and their visions of their love.

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I still wonder if any other raga other than Maand can do this magic. After the mellifluous Sax intro, a cymbal and a bright acoustic piano join in. As he slowly expands the theme, the chords start their work and Chitra’s humming outlines the pallavi. Tempted by the sweetness, the bass guitar joins her.The theme is completed by the sax as the notes go high,followed by the piano!

The man, a singer, starts romantically, dedicating some anjalis,-flowers, songs, gold, and poetry, to his girl ANJALI. The Sax and the piano romance again.He then describes neatly, how he is immersed in this bond of love, through the fine example of the rain and the sea.

'kadalile mazhai veezhndha pin endha thuli mazhai thuli?

kaadhalil adhu pola naan kalandhitten kaadhali!'

The chords follow through and He finally says he holds her feet and cries in a high pitch, yearning for her love!

And here starts Chitra’s mesmerizing Aalaap.When we regain our senses once it's over,The girl, ANJALI explains how love has entered her soul. First through music and then through tamil(meaning, poetry). A clear expression of how the singer(music) and his Sax player brother(a poet), both have proposed to her, in that order.

‘isai vandha dhisai paarthu manam kuzhaindhen

thamizh vandha dhisai paarthu uyir kasindhen’

Ah! Of course, what else can she do, than let her heart to get carried away by music and poetry?

The flute now comes into picture along with the tabla and takes us to the smile-on-listening-mode. Now comes the turn of the second hero who loves her. Isn’t he a poet? He says there is no wonder like her, and poetically describes the effect of reciting her name.

‘anjali perai chonnen avizhndhadhu mullaiye’

He feels there is no poetry without her,his 'kanmani'. He wonders if she were born with the moon or formed in the womb of a flower. His powerful happiness is clearly shown, as the strings take the last line to a greater momentum.The flute returns again and gives the finishing touches for the beautiful blend of music,love and poetry.

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Though it’s the normal triangular love story, the music and the singer’s voice in this, take the concept of love and expression of the persons’ feelings to a greater height. Be it an-all-lights-switched-off-night, or a pleasant dew-filled morning; this song enhances the beauty of music and in turn, love.

Happy New Year!

Wish you all a very happy new year!!

Personally, i have certain duties at my desk. Not in any particular order.

Some mistakes to rectify. Some thoughts to clear off.
Some passions to (re)follow. Some time for myself.
Some people to catch up on. Some books to read.
Some places to visit. Some stuffs to muse upon.
Some incidents to remember. Some, to forget.
Some prayers. Some thanks-givings.
More silent smiles and lesser tearing tears, hopefully.


I just realize that, on the whole, i have a lot of work to do.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep

Musing upon..

நீ தனிமை என்றால்,நான்
துணையா? தூரத்திலா?
நீ துணை தான் என்றால் ,நான்
பேசவா ? யோசிக்கவா?
நீ திரும்பி நின்றால் ,நான்
நிற்கவா ? போய் விடவா?
நீ போகிறாய் என்றால்,நான்
அழைக்கவா? அழுதிடவா?
நீ காதல் என்றால் , நான்
சரியா? தவறா?


Courtesy: 'Un samayal araiyil' from the tamil movie 'dhill'

Forgiveness

We treat each other with silence. the much needed,for the moment. I know not, if You care to think, but my mind is entering into a mindless marathon,of thoughts uncluttered.

I remember the stupid arguments. Stupid,i say,was not the argument by itself.The drift it takes.

Forgiving is not having to understand, i say. Forgiving without understanding is murdering a dying man,you say. It takes time to understand, i say. You reply with your silence. I need it, from you, and me.

If forgiving is an art,i'm still a student,learning it. I may fail to do well in the small tests,but i ace the final exam.Even if you think i don't,i can claim i don't cheat in the exam.

Forgiving is done by the heart which got hurt,for it realizes many things.There is an emotional touch,in the pain and the apology. Understanding is done by the mind,it takes some time.Hurrying doesn't pay.

I am ready to wait,you say. How long? You may wait,Life doesn't. It goes on. For all the craziness you see in me,some time in the future, you will realize,these were not crazy,and will miss me,for i wont be there till then, as a part of your wonderful life,that you so truly and richly deserve.

Till then,break the silence or at least, try to.

Questions

Why do I feel thus? Am I restless? How long am I going to keep grumbling? How will I ever convince myself that I’ll regret about it in the future, if I don’t stop feeling now? When will I get the guts to spurt it out? If at all I get, will that make a difference? When will I ask? How will I ask? Why should I ask, when I know the answer? I can surely keep from asking, but will that solve the problem?

What should I do? Can I divert myself by calling it an unimportant thought for the time-being? Then what’s the permanent solution? If getting rid of, is the only solution, is it possible? If not, why do I care about it? Don’t I realize that it’s silly to ask for the solution when I know it? Or, is the question now, will I be able to accept the solution? If I won’t be, do I have a choice?

Can I ever forgive? Or at least forget? Isn’t forgetting impossible? When will peace be restored? How many more sleepless nights should I have to contribute to this trouble? How long will I take to come out of it? Do I really want to come out at all? Will I feel normal, if not good, when I come out of it? How can i take it easy?

Does time know that mine is an exception to the general rule that it can heal everything? Do you think I’m exaggerating? Will you trust me if I say no? Why should I explain to you? If these form just a part of the long list of questions that I have in mind, can you believe it? Even if you do, Can u understand? Can anyone say something other than “chuck it”? am I kidding myself?

Can everyone understand that I’m not cribbing about some love-failure? If not, may I ask, Can love fail?

When will I realize I have a life to live? What is life without living? Still, what is life without an answer to these questions?

Sigh.