Many years ago, I heard a beautiful composition in Raga Manjh Khamaj by Niladri Kumar titled "Love in Air". At the time (and perhaps even now), I was clueless about Indian classical music and the distinctiveness of a Raga didn't quite matter.
Last year, Niladri Kumar came out with a new album and one of the tracks was titled "Desire". My wife tells me that the aalap of any composition is the give away of the Raga. When I heard "Desire", I was immediately reminded of "Love in Air" and lo and behold, this too was set in Raga Manjh Khamaj
As you can see, consciously or unconsciously, I like Raga Manjh Khamaj. So, I went about listening to other compositions set in this Raga. That's when I came across Anoushka Shankar's composition called 'Celebration'. I remember listening to the track and trying to fit words to the notes. It was, as if, the words were at the tip of my tongue, waiting for my heart to speak. I heard the composition several times and yet the words never truly fit.
Then, the other day, when I was out for a walk (which is when my writing capabilities are at their highest), I heard another composition called "Ab Na Bolo Mosey Sham" set in Raga Manjh Khamaj melodiously sung by Lakshmi Shankar (who happens to be Anoushka Shankar's aunt). The words of this composition inspired me to finally write the words to Anoushka Shankar's composition.
According to me, the words fit till about the first 2 minutes of Anoushka Shankar's composition. I think the composition would qualify as a Thumri. A Thumri is a romantic composition. Raga Manjh Khamaj also evokes romantic feelings. Whatever it is, it is. I think this is the first time that I have written a song. And so I am sharing these here. Better to read my words than to hear me sing. Here goes:
Of course, all of this would not have been possible without the musical talents of my wife. One of my habits is to send her a song and ask her the Raga. She is kind enough to always respond. But due to the lack of my own musical abilities, I never know if she is messing with me. If anything is wrong here, the fault is mine and not hers. After all, it is always the husband's fault!
I think it would wise to sing this to her now.
1 comment:
What an apt picture! Beautifully expressed. 😊
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