Monday, January 23, 2012

Where do I belong, really?

Am back in this space after a long time, and it is no coincidence that the reason had to be music. And that too, music at its purest, primeval, uncluttered best. I was in Shantiniketan for three days and one evening, on the outskirts of a Santal village, I met this Baul singer singing all by himself in the middle of nowhere, totally unmindful of what was happening around him. I haven't managed to follow all the lyrics but basically the poet is telling someone (presumably a girl) to go back 'to where she really belongs.' Amazingly, the Baul manages three instruments - the 'Ektara' , a drum to hold the rhythm, and ghunghroo tieid to his legs to fill up the spaces between two 'matras' in the rhythm 1




I believe the Baul is singing to all of us, not just to some girl. Often I find myself having arrived (with great effort, mind you) in a certain place and then realize suddenly that I am in the wrong place. What's the option then, but to go back to where one belongs? 

4 comments:

truehorizon said...

But do we ever belong to one place, at all?

Good to see you back. :)

Jyotsna Agrawal said...

Beautiful!

Jyotsna Agrawal said...

THe mother question :)
... 'Where do we belong ?'

RC said...

Truly beautiful music.. Enjoyed it thoroughly.. touches the heart.. this is what music should be! DIVINE!

Thanks for sharing, Pushkaraj.
RC