Sunday, June 23, 2013

O CHAND JAHAN WO JAYEIN

Asha did not have to travel far and wide to face competition. She was literally born in a family that had oodles of musical talent, the most formidable being her own sis, Lata. I am sure Asha's voice was honed just emulating her elder sister. Their father was a composer, as is their brother. Their other two sisters have also sung for movies. I am sure Asha began simply reflecting the glory of elder sis Lata. There are tales of a steaming rivalry between the two once upon a time. Yet it must've been quite a task for Asha to move out of Lata's shadow and develop a distinct style of her own. Their voices though both high pitched have their own beauty.

Talent is not static. It is fluid and ever changing. It takes on new shapes and forms. Much like the moon, that startles us in so many shapes and sizes. Women too are often compared to the moon, for their beauty, their aura, their feminine appeal as opposed to the masculine, sun.  The moon may shine with the sun's reflected glory, but it has an intrigue all it's own. Who knows maybe the moon wants to shine with it's own light after all the light years of being but a reflection of the mighty sun. Women too, like the moon, ebb and wane, they have their phases and cycles. They may be moody and mysterious. They are ever changing, fickle even, one night wanting to mesmerise with a luminiscence that is full throttle and complete. At others they may want to just be a thin sliver of silver, alone and lonely, reflecting, collecting their energies, regaining reserves of strength for yet another full moon night when they are expected to show all that they are made of. But one thing is for sure, that when on an ink blue night, you're feeling lost and rudderless, the moon represents direction, hope, optimism and faith. The sun maybe the centre of the solar system, but the moon in it's myriad forms has enthralled us for ages, making poets and artists go loony in it's praise.

This song by Rajendra Krishan and C Ramachandra, a lesser known duet of Lata and Asha dazzles with it's moonlit beauty, two truly talented singers who happened to be born in the same family exhibit two distinct forms of the moon both brilliant and bright, and two ravishing actresses enacting it-Meena Kumari and Shyama. And one hell of a lucky dude Raj Kapoor for whom not one but two moon maidens shower melodies and good wishes! 

 

Thursday, June 6, 2013

CHAL DIYE BANDANAWAAZ

Song 47:

Sometimes she just got fed up of the double entendres and subtle hints he kept on throwing at her. It all seemed like a precarious house of cards at the end of the day. She could not live in a world of riddles, straight talking diva as she was. She had never feared anything or anybody. When she liked someone she had the guts to tell it like it is. But when he continued playing games and tested her patience everyday, she let him have it. Not for her solving a super cryptic crossword and a hairsplitting sudoku in the name of love everyday. She'd rather have none of it. She was loony, she was moony and she could live in her imaginary world with George Clooney! Or anyone she pleased, in her dreams. What she was not ready for was to be tested and judged everyday by someone who himself took craftiness to another level.

Starting with Rafi-Geeta Dutt duets today. Somehow Rafi Geeta Dutt songs though fewer, had more of a clash of sensibilities, battle of the sexes. They displayed pretty well the different world views they came from. Sometimes the friction just lent itself to too much drama. The diva for all her tantrums, was a peace loving uncomplicated soul. She could live on love and fresh air and some good wholesome, natural, nutritious food, a steady diet of delectable books, rom-coms by the dozen and trysts of her eclectic wardrobe. All this was any day better than the khayali Pulaos he liked to feed her!