Bollywood Induced Soliloquies.

One of my friends complained that it’s been two weeks since my last post. Shame on me. I’ve been busy. I’ve been running around. I’ve been….I’m out of excuses. Truth is I had a small case of writer’s block. Actually, in this book for writers I read (well skimmed through) I read that ‘writer’s block’ is just writers being lazy. If you have the talent, then creativity and material are just a step away. Just need to get up off your bum and ‘hone your craft’. Writing, like any other sport, hobby, talent, passion, etc. must be actively practiced if any results wish to be seen. SO here I am practicing…whilst jamming to my much beloved Bollywood music. Speaking of Bollywood *does pseudo-garba/giddha dance* Moving on..

I absolutely adore Indian music. It is as essential to my life as the very air I breathe. I can literally find an Indian song for EVERY mood I’m in. The music never fails to propel me into a world comprised perfectly of melodies, lyrics, and feelings that would be incomplete without each other. The ‘item numbers’ have me unconsciously doing a jig in my seat imaging myself to be the bodacious babe turning heads with my sweet and scintillating hips. The absolutely perfect ‘love songs’ make my heart yearn like a love-struck teenager at my balcony waiting for my true love to whisk me away through the cornfields (we have a lot of those in India) and into the monsoon (because sunsets are so cliche). The ‘broken-heart’ songs make my entire being well with emotion so profound that I can hear the teardrops of pain hit the ground and create cracks in the seemingly smooth and impenetrable surface of love.

A palette of human emotion is achieved by one genre of music; Indian music has the ability to evoke nostalgia, love, hurt, laughter, anger, and excitement.  I can still remember what I was feeling when I hear certain songs that are near and dear to my heart. It’s a mind boggling experience to be in the present moment at one minute, and then to be catapulted to the past and run head on right into frenzied emotions that were thought to be at bay. It’s nostalgia at its finest. And I wouldn’t change it for the world.

As for the supposed ‘writer’s block’…he and the one-eyed-one-horned-flying-purple-people-eater can galavant off into the horizon. I have my music to keep me motivated. So long as words and music surround me, I shall find a way to ramble on about one thing or another that happens to catch my fancy.


Words and music =art.


3 thoughts on “Bollywood Induced Soliloquies.

  1. This stalker of yours wishes to say that you have written a wonderful post. Finally, I find someone belonging to my community- Hindi songs addict!

    One reason why Hindi movie songs come to stir the emotions so often is because they are based on elements defining Indian classical music. The rag and tal employed often connects us with newer plane of consciousness. In India, the various forms of art are ways to explore and establish our connection with the Absolute.

    Just listen to the “Mere Naina Sawan Bhado ” moulded in Raga Shivaranjini. It immediately makes you get lost in a strange unknown realm of a mysterious world. Listen Talat singing ” Aye Dil Mujhe Aise Jagah Le Chal”(Arzoo) and you get transported to a world embedded in total silence.

    A sincere lover of Indian movie songs would also take note of the picturization of these songs. The geniuses like Gurudutt, Raj Kapoor , Vijay Anand and Manoj Kumar, to name few, had mastered the art of perfect picturization. The dream sequence songs like “Hum aapki aankho me ” (Pyasa) and ” Ghar Aaya Mera Pardesi” (Awara) epitomizes song picturization. Even ” Pal Pal Dil ke Paas” from movie ‘Blackmail’ is a treat for the eyes. One interested in knowing how to use light and shade needs to watch “Saqiya Aaj Mujhe Neend” (Sahib Biwi Aur Ghulam).

    One thing more. We always tend to ignore and downsize the contributions of music directors and lyricists. The lyricist is the most unfortunate creature in terms of eliciting credit. Anyway, Shailendra, Sahir, Shakeel, Indeevar, Rajendra Krishn and Pradeep would never get lost into oblivion. The composers like Shankar-Jaikishen, SD Burman, Ravi, Kalyanji Anandji, OP Naiyyar, Laxmikant-Pyarelal and RD Burman would continue to keep providing few moments of bliss in the world gone to the dogs.

    Lastly, the post should have mentioned your favourite numbers. I find none. Anyway, after reading your post, I must say ” Chura Liya Hai Tumne Jo Dil Ko, Nazar Nahi Churana Sanam”:-)

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