"If music be the food of love, play on.", the famous words of William Shakespeare.Well!!! no wonder that the world finds symphony in music and music finds synonymy in Love, Beauty and Bliss.But isnt it little cruel on music's part to be so beautiful. Its stretches from the loneliness of love, to the bounties of solitude,from rigours of strength to wings of freedom, from the melancholy of remorse to the euphoria of celebration. I never banged head to understand rocket science as much as I did to understand the mystery of music.How it could mesmerize ears even with the monotonous-7-notes.These 7 notes makes the entire Universe of Music.Nevertheless every beat of it brings new yet everlasting piece of innovation.What cannot be said and yet needs to be said metamorphoses to Music.If I were ever asked to know what Music is I would say No-I did'nt need because thats what music is.Deciphered but yet so unpredictable,mysterious and unknown.
I am a musical person.To me, music is peace.Music is that which fills the voids that are left unfilled.Music blues, music rules and conquers most of my life.I give it the freedom it deserves.I have never learnt A,B,C of Music to understand the depth of interpretation by a vocalist. But then i never felt the need to be. For me music is the voice which somes from my heart,blends with emotions and comes out as a song.As a kid of 8 months, I comprehended sounds sung to me far better than words told to me.May be then and there people around me realized that music is innate , neither inculcated nor thrust.As I grew, unknowingly I knew most of the delicacies of Music and involuntary basics of Sur,Lay and Taal.My musical venture was varied ,touched upon by ad-jingles, movie albums , bhajans, typical-school-chorus, intra-school-election-campaign-morchas et al.I loved music and music loved me, until one day when I realized the irony of a fact that - How cruel it is when someone who loved music cant sing two lines musically....He cant even bear testimony to his passion for music after he himself makes music sound bizzare.Its truly a terrible feeling.Yes my Papa,an ardent admirer of good music-be it classical,semi-classical,hindustani,odissi and much more, cant even sing "Janaganamana"(our national anthem) in sync with the crowd.Its not that he doesn't he just can't.And then he says "Cherish the talent you have.Not everyones that lucky!!!"I guess my Dad was someway lucky as my parents were married some 25 years back and my Dad never had had to sing to woo his girl.But for Gen-Now,I can't even think.
Girl: Ohh!!poor you.........Can't you sing two lines for me and you claim to love me so so much....
Boy: I wish I could!!
Girl:Grrrrrrrrrrrr (Shahrukh sings for all his heroines :( )
Boy: Darling I cant, if you say I can jump off a cliff, train something something
Girl:Leave it!!!!!!!(Could have hummed something, I compared him to Shahrukh just now........he's still mum.)
Boy:Ok fine....Here I go!!!1 2 3(Eyes closed)
" Humein tumse pyaar kitna, yeh hum nahin jaante
magar jee nahin sakte , tumhare bina....aaaaa ........aaaaa"
He knows it now.And the girl is all blushhhhhh blussshhh even after such an insult to the classic.Dont you still feel music can fill all voids??
