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? 


Anonymous said...

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

Good to see you back. :)

Jyotsna Agrawal said...


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.