The eternity

This year seems to be very unfortunate for the arts and humanity. So many stalwarts have left us to eternity. There is a sense of vaccum and sense of helplessness when you realise that it is true! Its difficult to imagine that these legends who personified the arts will physically cease to exist hence forth. How to make sense of It? How to understand or accept it?

My formstive years were filled with his music.  Mandolin meant Srinivas for me. His humility, wisdom and simplicity left me in awe of him every time. It is artists like him who are standing proof of rebirth and magic. He could not have been the musician he is from his sadhana in this birth, it is something that has come along from somewhere else! He was born to show the world that the winds hidden in the resonating chamber of this Western instrument, waited to resonate to the music of our carnatic trinity. 

The serene silence, the nuanced gamakas and that emotive intelligent in his rendering were unique to him. An era ends today in the world of music.
 
Today's youngsters are extremely intelligent and creative! The ability to handle any raga, any tala or any rhythmic juggelery comes very easily to them, but the depth? The soul?

Is music about technique? About playing with notes or rhythm or something more than that? Isn't music a yearning of one soul that touches another? Isn't music an expression that takes its listeners to newer meanings?

Sadly today music is losing that virtue and artists like Srinivas leave a bigger void when they leave us.

Their Music stays for eternity... always reminding us what music can and should be! 

Rest in peace maestro....

Beginnings

How often do we reach a dead end? Irrespective of the answer, the reality is that the only dead end can be death and that too for the physical self. Strangely even in that dead end, there is a continuum. The body decays and metamorphosis’s into something else. So, is there an end actually? This is probably the question that gave birth to philosophy and the idea of Nirvana or salvation.

Why does this journey start in the first place? Is it not because we encounter dead ends in life and fear new beginnings? Sometimes ending things gives us closure. New beginnings are too much to go through. But when you choose to end at a dead end and not enter the continuum, you choose to decay. To end and to decay are very different things. Decay is a never ending journey of filth and suffocation.

We know that life has three possibilities now; it will end, continue or decay. Irrespective of which boat you choose to sail in, the journey is inevitable. The real deal is to make the journey worthy and memorable. The journey has to have purpose and sense.

This sense and purpose will unfold before us, only if we stay alert. Alertness is inherent in openness. Openness comes with light and discarding the dark. The light is ignited out of positivity and positivity out of happiness. To find happiness you must choose to stay happy.
And that happiness and finding it is the story of our lives.