Sunday, July 19, 2009

Polestars of Carnatic Music



We all know that Carnatic music has always been closely held like a treasure chest by the Brahmin community, and in those days it was difficult for women in their own community to come on the stage and make public appearances with their music. Not that they were not capable, but the male domination prevented women from ascending the performance platform. Let us put aside giving records, female artist could not find male accompanist and even if they did the accompanist played only thukkadas and not for pieces such as RTPs that brought out the mastery of the vocalist. Society then had set roles and standards for women and it was not easy to transgress those boundaries. It was the time when child marriage was still practiced and women didn’t have an opportunity and even if they did they were not allowed to go through the gurukula style of music training. Unlike these days, that was the only formal way one could learn music.

Women are torch bearers of tradition and keepers of values, hence if they fail an entire generation losses. Even at the time when women were merely restricted to their homes and kitchen, these women came out in the public and in a very subtle way sang and fought discrimation. It was a fight through Music. Gandhian way – it was ahimsa to the core. Simply a revolution through music.

From Hindu mythology we know whenever the balance of justice sways to the side of adharma, almighty incarnates to bring back the balance of justice to equilibrium. May be the “Trinity Goddess” Durga, Lakshmi and Saraswati decided to manifest as DK Pattammal, MS Subbalakshmi, ML Vasanthakumari.

How do you know if someone has come with an avathara nokkam? When they leave the earth they leave more than a fan following, they don’t just leave a trail, but pave road to divinity for the rest to walk. A life without an objective, vision and mission is vyartham and the life these 3 lived shows that they are “Avathara purushis”.

An era of divinity, an era of creativity and innovation within the boundaries of tradition was born. Their arrival ended the male dominance in Carnatic music and marked the birth of new era and paved way for other musicians of the same gender to take up music. This didn’t mean they were disrespectful of their men.

Though they did not belong to wealthy family and it is natural for them to gravitate towards money, fame and media, but nothing moved them from their objective, vision and tradition. Greed was kept in check. It won’t be an overstatement if I said they the trinity demonstrated Gnana, Karma and Bakthi marga all in once century and almost during the same time.

The eldest of the trinty Shrimathi DK Pattammal shed her sthula sariram a few days ago. But her music and life never wavered from the path of tradition. May be her mission was over.

Her rendition of Muthuswamy Dikshithar’s “Subramanyaya Namasthe”, a kriti that even maestros falter, moved Ambi Dikshithar (Grandson of Muthuswamy Dikshithar) and he volunteered to tutor 13 year old DK Pattammal. Even today she is considered an authority in Dikshithar and her rendition of Kamalamba Navavarnam is considered most chaste and accurate. She even learnt from Papanasam Sivan (Thamizh Thyagaraja). When given an opportunity to sing in the movie, she restricted herself to patriotic songs and those with a divine flavor. Sometimes I ask myself – is life plotted by destiny or divine? My words can never live upto her music and no words will be suffice to talk about it.

When success, fame, money comes early in life it gets to the head, but for the trinity this was never an issue of the head or heart. Life was equally unforgiving and challenging and these women had donned roles as mother, wife, sister, guru, grandmother, etc. but there was commitment, excellence, patience, steadfast, divinity, dedication, humbleness in every role they assumed. But how did they manage to live without tear, fuss, and complain? May be they were looking at the destination and not caught up in the journey.

They never sang for money, were not on a race to give albums, hog media limelight, not on a coast to coast tour schedules, titles came in search of them. They went in search of divinity and rest came to this and even when ti came to them they never spent much time on it. One took Venkatesa Suprabatham, the other took Shyamala Dhandakam and ML Vasantha Kumari took Tirupaavai – that was their route to divinity.

It is not easy to toggle between family and fans, personal life and professional life and the trinity didn’t have difficulty in managing identities because they had only one identity. Women and men today and future generations are going to be faced with similar challenges, same issues, same roles and these are women they can look upto to for reasons and answers beyond music. Their lives are not best practices, but are bible to read, respect and follow.

People will remember her fiery, patriotic songs – Aaduvomey pallu paaduvomey, Paarukulley nalla naadu, her inimitable Shanti Nilava vendum, but they forgot to honor this freedom fighter, musician, a true Barath Ratna. They should have draped our National flag on her and given her a funeral marked by gun shot and national respect.

Women like her are born once in a century or even dearer and seldom we get to know, understand and live at the same time. May be it is not late for us to reminiscent and respect a great soul.

DK Pattammal’s songs on You Tube

Partriotism:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wQGaVdZsMy4

Barathiyar:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XjYzZwzK3qc

Muthuswamy Dikshithar

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ia3rgnpEnCo

Papanasam Sivan

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k3T5YKSkh1I

Shyamala Dandakam

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dVk4UUbQffQ

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dun2SV1g208&feature=related

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

King of Pop gone...



I was not at Staples center, I was not dressed in black, didn’t wear black sun glasses to hide the sorrow and tears in my eyes, I didn’t have to stand up every time they applauded and gave him an standing ovation, but nevertheless I felt all that they felt – an irreparable loss. Both my corneas were naked and inundated in brine, tremors and whimpers in my four chambers made it difficult to breathe, and finally an irreconcilable and irreplaceable loss and a feeling of hollow in my chest. It felt like a personal tragedy though I have never seen him face to face, not a fan of pop music, but there was something about him that strummed the note of melancholy in my heart.



I experience a sense of great loss when Rajiv Gandhi was assassinated, but not to this extent. I was just 15 years and I felt the hope of India was extinguished, the star in the northern sky vanished. Then it was Princess Diana in the fall on 1997. When I think of the word Princess, I cannot place anyone else name next to that prefix. Princess and Diana are just made for each other. A charisma beyond cameras can capture, softness beyond touch and description, eyes that reflect the effusing beauty of the soul and I can never stop describing her. Again I have never seen her, but still felt so connected and long acquainted. The next one came in December of 2004 when The Nightingale of India took her last breath. She was called the “Queen of Song”, and Hindus even referred to her as “Meera bhai reincarnate”. Again I never saw her nor heard her music live, but fell in love with her just listening to her albums and seeing her pictures. And in the summer of 2009 it is Michael Jackson.



I have seen none of them, just seen them on television, heard their albums and fell in love with them. You may call it infatuation, but I felt something that is missing in me in them and also felt something common in us. Was it the search of love and happiness?



Of the 4 deaths that moved me to tears, it was Diana and MJ demise that took me beyond boundaries of consolation. It made me question our brittle life, social set up, unsatisfying relationship. Both of them tried to find their happiness in their relationships, in their families, and fell in love, I mean literally fell (fall) in love. Fans placed flowers, held a candle vigil, wrote eulogies and songs, but they couldn’t pull him out of the jaws of death.



He sang for the world “We are the world”, he sang to forget his sorrows and transported fans to another world through his music. But the disloyal world judged him for his color when he was black, judged him for his color when he turned white, and then pushed pedophilia charges on him and never let him live in peace. May be that is why both MJ and Diana didn’t want the world to show their face to the world after their death. Hopefully MJ will now rest in peace.



Today we are all searching for the same happiness and love that MJ and Diana were looking for. He was lying in a gold casket surrounded by handful of family, bunch of friends and millions of fans, but not even one could help MJ find his love and happiness. A bad childhood, an unsupportive family, a miserable marriage, and finally an untimely death – that is their storyline. They could never pull the trigger and open their parachutes. May be God wanted to hear his music and give his son eternal love and happiness?



Friends and family came to the podium and shared their grief and closeness with MJ, but did they ever reach out to him, did they ever help him out get out of his debt trap? Now no one will know the truth.



The Queen of song, MS Subbalakshmi was both beauty and talent, she too faced financial crises, and health set backs, but her relationship with Sadasivam helped her to stay focused and calm in the journey of life. May be I am just assuming that she lived a full life, a life of happiness and content.

Many of us are journeying in the same boat of insecurity. We are looking for the islands of happiness and love in people with a hope they would make our incomplete selves complete in many ways. But sadly to most this is a never ending journey and a journey to “Never Never land” and a quagmire. Hopefully these deaths will teach us how to live and how not to judge people.

Monday, July 6, 2009

Maharashtra during monsoon

I did a 5 day lighting tour of Maharashtra with my colleague Shatru. With Pune as my base, I traveled 1500 kms in 3 days. I was able to cover places of spiritual significance (Ashtavinayak, Jyotirlings’ - Bhimashankar, Grushneshwar and also made it to Shiridi and Shani Shinganapur) and also got a change to visit Ajanta and Ellora. The monsoon rains had arrived, though not in plenty, but still Maharashtra is beautiful. Farmers had tilled the land and sown the seeds and looking at the sky with hope and faith. In general people are soft spoken and I hear women dominate their men. I also got to taste a few Maharashtrian dishes like Poha, Sheera, and Batata vada.

Pune is a beautiful city with mix of both rural and urban. Like any other city in India, Pune too has power cuts, water scarcity, traffic issues, but I got sold on the greenery in the city. Khadakwasla Dam, Singgad fort, Osho commune at Koregoan Park are other added attractions in the city.

Enjoy the pictures and if you plan to travel that side and need help, give me a shout.

http://picasaweb.google.com/kdbulls/AshtavinayakMaharashtra#

http://picasaweb.google.com/kdbulls/BhimashankarGrushneshwar?authkey=Gv1sRgCNiki6nbg7GKhAE#

http://picasaweb.google.com/kdbulls/Ellora?authkey=Gv1sRgCO-Zg8rOpbmc1AE#

http://picasaweb.google.com/kdbulls/Ajanta?authkey=Gv1sRgCIKCqt_Cy7DVLg#

http://picasaweb.google.com/kdbulls/DirectorsCut?authkey=Gv1sRgCID0-tmdv5rRRA#