Sunday, May 15, 2011

Square One...


Singing has been more than a hobby since the time i discovered for the first time that i have a hummable voice. And now at the onset of the clichéd 30s i am all set to give it a try all over again. Well in all these years i have been singing off and on. And this time the come back happened after a long hibernation.

Thing is that when i was younger there was a clear line separating the fields in which one makes one’s career and others which one used, to take a break and rejuvenate oneself once in a while, the so-called hobbies and passions. At this juncture of life i have realized that we keep postponing the things that mean to us the most for those which can be considered as just routine. I chose engineering for a career and kept singing for various events to quench the thirst of my soul in between.  

In all these years, if i go by the bird’s eye view the music scene has changed tremendously. Earlier, a music show used to be classified by the number of hours and now in the world of commoditization one show is one product, and is equal to say 45 songs and a fixed payment for the same has been associated with.

Coming from the old school of thought, i find myself quite out of place in the world where the definition of professionalism changes every day. It’s difficult to be passionate and professional all at the same time. To charge money for something you love to do is strange to me. As i am used to the fact that one is paid well for a job that sucks...well more often than not.I keep my fingures crossed and really hope that the product approach doesn’t scare away my passion from my passion.

I know i might be sounding vague. And would like to end this blind date on the note that - "With all my sincerity and honesty i dedicate my efforts for my first love... MUSIC ...without being wary about the milestones and without worrying too much about the worldly part of it." Thankfully the results will take care of themselves... i guess...

Monday, May 9, 2011

ANUPAMA



Mohan Sharma (Tarun Bose) a successful businessman in Bombay, marries late in life, and is leading a happy married life. Unfortunately, his wife dies during childbirth leaving behind a young daughter, Uma (Sharmila Tagore), who he cannot bear to see her, except when he is drunk! Naturally, the daughter grows up all by her self, traumatized and speaks to no one. As time passes, Mohan Sharma's health starts failing due to over work and alcoholism, doctors suggest change of weather, to hill-station, Mahabaleshwar.
Meanwhile, Arun (Deven Verma), son of Mohan Sharma's friend Hari Mehta and who is set to marry Uma, returns home after studying engineering abroad for five years, and joins them along with his friend, Ashok (Dharmendra), a writer and a teacher. Here things change when young Ashok enters Uma's life, but she cannot do anything to jeopardize already fragile relationship between her and her father. Thats the outline about the movie from the net, courtesy Wikipedia.
My take on the movie follows hereafter…
To start with I would like to state that there are so many sensitive aspects to the film that it becomes very difficult to believe that the movie was directed by Hrishikesh Mukherjee who has given us so many wonderful rib-tickling comedies like chupke chupke ,bawarchi etc.
With the kind of technical prowess and facilities available in 1960s it’s astounding to see how passion can deliver things beyond imagination even when the resources are scarce in the true sense of the term.
Sharmila Tagore as Uma is the most appropriate choice for the role to put it mildly. She has not more than 10 dialogues in the film. But that never seems to be a shortcoming for the lead role as she speaks with her Silence, her body language and last but not the least her big, beautiful and expressive eyes.
On the other hand Anita played by Shashikala is again so convincing and a perfect choice for the role. Her being full of life and bubbly beautifully balances the silence of Uma.
Dharmendra plays Ashok wonderfully…The story depicts that though Ashok is a man of limited means still he manages to be content and derives pride in being what he is. His mother (Durga Khote) and sister lead a simple but happy and content life. On the other hand Uma and her father are rich still their hearts are far from peace and happiness.
The movie also shows how love and friendship knows no bounds and the divide created by materialistic things cannot act as a wall for long between the hearts that connect.
A crisp screenplay and astonishing performances to back it make the movie truly timeless. Also the haunting music composed by reverent hemant kumar is absolutely unforgettable. Songs like Kuch dil ne kaha or Ya dil ki suno duniya waalon are not just songs, they take the story forward and their melodies leave a mark on one’s heart and souls forever…
Its not a movie…Its an experience!!! And you know this when you watch it…

Friday, May 6, 2011

The Color of Tears...


The color of my dreams...
Was all lush green...
The unseen lands were
beautiful and serene...

With all my heart
I longed to make them true...
The glitter in my eyez
Had a golden hue...

The shades of the sunset gave
color to my love
Enjoying the hues of the sea
Was flying all above...

Then came the shock
I could hardly take
The Sun cheated on me
& my life was at stake...

My wings got burned
And my limbs were broken
Dreams were shattered
And all hopes were stolen...

The dream of flying high
Left me with nothing, but a sigh
And the glitter turned black
With no hopes of getting back...

Dreams on the lashes
When entered the eyez...
Did hurt like thorns and
the wings lost skies

The color of the tears
Was Blood red...
Rolling down my cheeks
they said the unsaid...

The grayish blue pain
made my heart go pale...
All I want now is
No one should know this tale...

No one should know this tale...