Cold cold day. Cloudless blue skies. Anusha’s students were performing. She had requested an early slot as she had assignments to complete for her post grad studies. She rushed off with my sister in law. I left home 5 minutes later. Sigh. The over enthusiasm, a nice way to put it, of youth.
Stoked as usual, by the quality of the Yuvabharati programmes. Veena, Violin, Vocal, Flute, Mridhangam. What an array. A spread of beauty for the soul. Composers. Languages. Voices. Instruments. Ragas. Thalas. Compositions.
Anusha’s little ones sang beautifully. Kudos to guru and sishyas.
My senior student rendered a half hour mini kutcheri with ragam, thanam, kalpanaswaram. Calm. Composed. So proud of all the students.
I have yet to describe the Ra Ga concert in the evening but the 2.5 days of Arts can be succinctly described by Guru Nanakji’s Quote, just an excerpt
“..make the heart the pen, intellect the writer, write that which has no end or limit”.
How deeply this resonates with us.
With the arts, any art form, anything we do, which feeds into, feeds from our aesthetic side, which plunges into, which plunders, stirs, the very innards depths of our souls, that MUST be fuelled, that fire MUST be fanned.
Sahitya/Lyrics – composed with the Heart,
Alapanas – impromptu creative outburst without words, or rhythm, evoking intense emotions in renderer, listener, again the Heart writes,
Swara Prasthara – rendering of solfa syllables in combinations and permutations of patterns set to simple or intricate rhythmic cycles, using the Intellect.
And so what is produced is
That which is Infinite, no Beginning, no End, no Limit, something bigger, greater than us, something which is indescribably unable-to-find-the-words-for special,
That which transports us into a Parallel Universe of Bliss and Wonder, something that is the Rasika, Rasa, Artiste rolled into one,
A State of Rasanubhuti, a state of Beatitude, Inexplicable Bliss.
Wore this repeat pure white jute silk Saree with red and gold temple korvais on borders and pallu. Gifted by husband on a birthday 2 years ago. Appropriate for occasion and state of being. Stay blessed always.
Bavani’s Happy Place 