Yet another day off! As usual about all my weekends/holidays, I slept all of last night and this morning like i hadn't known sleep for ages. Reality being that i am not at all that sleep-deprived. While there's no way i can deny waking wide-eyed like a night-owl over odd hours, and then sleeping through odd hours more often than not, i have never really compromised on my hours/quality of sleep or, even the continuity of it. It's just that my hours have become a little skewed towards an altogether different timezone- nothing worse than that. :) But if i start writing down about my sleeping-excesses and erraticities here, i would end up making this post very different from what i actually intended to write about today. I had generally intended this blog-site to be my personal space where i could occasionally put on print some of the little pleasures that we draw from simple things and that make life BIG and worth it! Had one such pure little joy again today, and this time i don't want to let go of the opportunity to scribble down my feelings about it. The pleasure this time, like many a times before, was that of discovering a good song. Though in this case, it was rather a re-discovery- I had listened to this song (in snatches perhaps) only once some time back, but had somehow lost it in my mind- and that probably made it all the more precious today! Today, as i had the luck of re-discovering it back, i allowed myself to get completely intoxicated, and to surrender fully to it's spell. The song is "Bawra mann...", and i just can't stop playing it now. The effect produced by the extreme overuse and the constant repetition of the word "bawra" (mad) throughout the song, and in every context, is to further take you to the next level of intoxication, instead of diluting it. The only time that the word "sayaani" (wise) finds a mention is in the context of the "bheed" (crowd) around him. He sees/seeks pure madness in everything intangible around him- ranging from the mind, the heart- it's beats, the words, the thoughts, the movements, the vision, the world around, nature, the togetherness, the music, the lyrics, the rhythm, the tune, the silence, and the darkness. The last time i can recall a similar experience was when i had discovered the amazing Pakistani song "Mora saiyaan mose bole na..." (thanks to the Saregamapa show)- i could not but keep it playing on "play continuous"-mode for the whole evening the very day i had managed to get my hold of it. :) Shall similarly savour this song fully till the spell works for me, and before i somewhat start taking it at it's face-value. So long!
2 comments:
heeeh...i command a special mention here 4 contributing dose songs!
Sure! Will do that now, in all fairness :) For as best as i can recall now, "Mora Saiyyan..." (alongwith some other Fuzon song) must indeed have been your contribution. I remember having discussed this song with you, as the music kept haunting me after watching a brilliant rendition of the song on a Saregamapa episode. Thanks for that! Sorry, but i cannot at all recall my source for "Bawra Mann..."- i just happened to find it lying today in my music folder like magic :) If that was your contribution too... well, another round of grateful thanks for that!
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