Let me take this opportunity, on this auspicious saturday night, with the sound of moving vehicles filling my ears, and snoring sounds echoing in empty spaces of this huge house...as the clouds engulf the stars with their ethereal greyness, and the winds beckon to the drizzle to join them on their mysterious odyssey...as the sole glowing lamp in this household seemingly blinks at intervals, and as the massive typing of keys dwells in pride for being the only sound that teases the silence...as the air emanating from the sinusoidal breathing of 4 mortals in their blissful state of slumber (and 1 (im)mortal) stirs all stillness and the chill finds comfort on carpets and beds, blankets and spreads...as one mind wanders into non-existent, unlikely, untrodden land and and one heart hesitantly reaches out to a presently unattainable mist of peace...as a pair of eyes long to look beyond that opening in the clouds and a premature thought tricks the mind into fabricating neverland, to chance upon paradise lost...as a face with closed eyes remains half raised towards the open skies awaiting the return of the breeze and as a pair of ears mildly sense the melancholies of promises (un)made..songs (un)sung...whispers (un)said...
To (finally) tell you that... Life, is Beautiful. Life is simple and complex. Life is hazy and clear. Life is definite and ambiguous. Life is true and fake. Life is Treble and Bass. Life is ruthless and giving. Life is real and surreal. Life is a loss and a fairytale. Life is demanding and magnanimous. Life is separation and confluence...Life is confluence... Life is black and white....
But its not... Life... is Grey. The Grey...most prominent, seeming almost permanent. But... its beautiful nonetheless.
A large part of this post goes out to the part of my mind that has been travelling to places unrealised with Confluence of Elements, by Bombay Jaishree. An album so rightly named. Confluence of elements...an element... so abstract. Its true. The album would be a confluence of different things to different people... to me, its just so many things i can't even define. It just seems to bring the whole world in a swirl, making you feel like you're witnessing some kind of dance of life...a slow dance...in perfect harmony with everything...with yourself... waltzing away into the inner core of your being...pleasantly. Beautifully.
Niv said "her voice sounds like dew drops in the morning"... Jess said "She's something else. Her voice has this magic tinge"... so true. One feels utterly hypnotised. In a trance... brought upon by an immensely soulful voice. She sings every song like she means those words to the last syllable, and makes you feel like melting-butter...like what you heard just made you feel slightly less solid...left you slightly less composed...triggered your conscience in an inexplicable way...gave you a combined feeling of tranquility and being-messed-up-in-the-head at the same time...just drove you through your maze, and helped you get out of it...just threw on your heart this invisible blanket of joy and sorrow that makes you want to cry...just swallowed you into itself...like you lost yourself, to the unknown, and you wish it'll never revert back... just inspired you, like never before. Never before...
To Jayashree Ramanathan. Thankyou...for this album...for being the light at the end of the tunnel...for being the rainbow and the pot of gold at the end of it...for being sanity...for being ultimate glowing etherial-ness...for being the realm of almost-reachable liberation...
Mokshamu galada... bhuvilo jeevan muktulu...kani varuluku
Irakkam...varaamal ponadh-enna kaaranam?
Saramathi. Behag. Kaapi.
Yours "Purandhara...vitalana..." ly
Signing off...
8 comments:
I can’t even begin to comprehend what each of those songs sung by Bombay Jayashree brings to me and like you said her voice just leaves you mesmerized. It’s such an out of the world experience each time you listen to the songs especially Irakkam varaamal, which is my favourite in the album. But it wasn’t very easy for me to define the emotion explicitly each time I listened to the song until I read your post this morning... :)
Nice blog. :-). I learned to appreciate Classical music only a few years ago, when I turned 20 or something.
I gather that you are an Indian student in Brisbane, Australia. Is it really as bad as it's made out to be in the media?
And,I found your nose piercing story hilarious, espl. about the numbing cream. Do you still have it on, or have you removed it after going to Oz?..
I hope to start blogging soon...Will pass on my link surely :)
niv - :)
Suchitra - Welcome :)*Its nice to see new readers, considering i hardly blog these days!
You're right, i'm studying in brisbane. There have been no8 inci8dents here. More in melbourne or Sydney. But i do think some media hype is involved!
The nose pierce! Sigh! Sadly, my hole closed when i took the stud when i was going to work (wasn't supposed to wear any jewellery!). So not anymore! Still wondering if i should get it pierced again...
you should definitely pass on your blog link :)
Sad :(
I originally got the right pierced with a diamond stud, then got bored of it, removed it, and put it on my left...Now I am bored of that as well, but am worried that the hole wont close properly, and hence will have to continue wearing it..
Nice to hear that you are safe in Australia :)
beautiful! the post was as melodious as the song :) yes bombay jayshree s got such heart wrenchingly beautiful pain and yearning in her voice...
suchitra- yeah i got it done for kicks ;) but i dont think i can do it again! Sad it just lasted a few months for me..!
Legspace - Aah, sch apt description of her voice! Kudos! :)
hmm ... The read was pending for a while. Just finished listening to the song. Pranava naadam still resonating in my ears..
Thanks indeed to the magical voice.. and thank you for reminding me of a thing called "bliss".
vinod - Bliss indeed! :)
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