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Tu Jahan Jahan Chalega..

Manifestations of God are both mysterious and mischevious. Seldom in those mysteries, miracles sparkle. It is an undeniable fact that Didi‘s voice was not only pristine but there is peace written all over it. Lata Mangeshkar, the nightingale of India, is an immortal to the masses. While her mortal remains are no longer with us, she definitely left us behind a tressure that we will cherish forever. Shyaayad phir is janam me mulaqaat ho na ho (we may never see her in flesh and blood again) but, she lives in those thousands of melodies she left behind for us for time immemorial.

A personification of perfection, Didi’s songs are healings for the unsettled minds. Every note hitting the right chord and every letter rendered to clarity, her songs are manifestations of bliss and purity. It is so hard to pick a song and say, this is the best. There simply aren’t any because, while her singing was a constant like truth, the music was either best or better. From Aaayegaa Aaane Waala to Saugandh Mujhe Is Mitti Ki, her singing spanned decades and few generations. Be it a solo or a bhajan, a duet or chorus, Di‘s voice will etch in one’s mind like destiny.

Her voice is both our fortune and pride; time may be a mutant spectator of many great souls and will wonder one day, “why did I not blink for a moment?“, as it is worth to defy the supreme will.

kabhee muz ko yaad kar ke jo bahenge tere aansoo
to wahee pe rok lenge unhe aa ke mere aansoo
too jidhar kaa rukh karegaa, meraa saayaa saath hogaa

Tu Jahan Jahan Chalega…

On a given day

“Whatever that exists in this World, exists in this story and whatever that doesn’t, it either exists anywhere”. This was Vyasa’s quote on his book ‘Jaya’ widely popular as Mahabharata. Obviously he was talking about the knowledge and wisdom that the story has to offer and also about the intricacies of humans and their relationships. Seldom he would have thought that the same is applicable to India today.

If someone consolidates all the news about India on a given day, it would be so overwhelmingly astonishing to observe that there is literally nothing that you can image that you cannot find it in there. A mother killing her only child, a daughter being raped by a father, person killed for a penny, student abused by teacher, teacher shot by a student, wife killing her husband, husband burning his wife, student committing suicide, people of same language fighting amongst each other, war over property, demand for separate state, atrocities of the minority, religious fanaticism, etc., the list is so long and unending that even Gods above would spend their entire life gulping it.

It is no wonder that India remains the only place on the planet which is pluralist. The gamut of cultures, religions, races, traditions, languages, all contribute to its rich vibrancy and simultaneously participate into its myriad problems.

On a given day, everything under the sky happens in India. The corrupt politicians still live in their 80’s, more than national life expectancy eating national resources like mud worms, raping their own children and sleeping with their own mothers.

On a given day, if God has to decent on earth and clean the sinners, he would ask for two days, one for India and the other for the rest of the world.

God bless India.

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