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DAY 1564

Through Curtained Windows BIS Peaks, Behind Closed Doors Where No One Speaks -

Once LSK, Now PM …

July 30, 2012 Mon 11 : 20 IST

Ahhh … the talents of the gifted and the dedicated ..

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Tatiana … you do me proud … thank you !!

There is some consternation among the Ef on matters dealing with location and riddle. Many like riddle, but non disclosure of destination is as sore as it can get. Does it really matter if destination remained unknown. Would there be dependency on location for the ‘coming’ ? That would be a disturbing thought. Rid yourself of it, before it festers into an incurable wound. Enjoy the ride, not what you were riden to by !

A cold draft threatens me to shift location. Shifting location, much like that nest that the ladybird builds is painful, distressing and at times prone to illness on the shifter. Snug and comfortable at one, causes a change in attitude for the other. What must occupy the mind here, may never do so there. So here it is, and here shall it be.

Is it possible to move somewhere for change, and having got there, not look for it ?

Many seek but never achieve. Many achieve without seeking … and they ask me how it was done ! I have no answers for them, simply because I have no answers for myself too. They believe this to be an aversion to those that ask. I shall politely disagree. ( I did put down some stars and dashes and exclamation. But they once told me that was indicative of abuse, so I wiped it away. ). If I did have answers why would I not disclose. Provided of course the asking is on legitimate grounds. Most of the time it is not. So… why do some have legitimate claim and most do not. There is reason for it. The reason to me, seems to stem from, a reason, that interests them abstractly. It is not for their genuine interest. It is for the genuine good and interest of the other that controls them, or indulges in them through an employ.

But away from self aggrandizement and individual indulgence. Be with it in front of the mirror in the early hours of the morning. The truth shall stare honestly each day. Savor that moment, live with it, for, that should be your inspiration for betterment !

I am reminded today by Ef and TwFmXt of the death anniversary of Mohammed Rafi Saheb and to reminisce on his association. What can one possibly say on one that possessed perfection. His voice gave voice to many, to build their character and position. Play back singers have always been responsible for the stature that the actor in Indian cinema eventually achieves. In a country and in a society where music and its identity are observed as meticulously as the solution to a mathematical problem, it shall ever be difficult to measure this contribution. There is a song that needs must be played for identity of event, moment and remembrance. Those that pass away get description of their presence through appropriate song. Those that succeed get similar treatment. Achievements in the field of politics, sports and other vocations shall be interspersed with a song that was written and conducted for an entirely different reason. But music it is that is chosen to completely describe it. And it is always featured in the magical voices of our illustrious playback singers - Lata Mangeshkar, Kishore Kumar and Mohammed Rafi !!

Where Lata ji had the persistence and strength of that indestructible ingredient, honey .. where the pathos and at most times the vibrancy of Kishore Kumar … there was and still remains the fluency and magic of a Rafi Saheb.

Nature has its effect on vocation. Your vocation at times holds hands with your nature. No where was it truer than with Rafi Saheb - a gentleman, with the politest of temperaments, and a heart filled with generosity and giving. His voice and his songs reflected what he was in real.

I attended his funeral when he passed away. His burial was done at a burial ground next to a mosque close to where I reside. Often I pass along the road that clings to its walls. There are many others of my knowing that reside there beneath the earth, in peace and rest, and a gentle prayer moves my lips -

as salaam ale kum valiullah, as salaam ale kum ya halil kaboor !

It is whispered too as I pass by Haji Ali, the mazaar of the saint lying in prominent structure into a protrusion on the sea in Mumbai by the Tardeo Crossing !

Moments of solitude are such a grace in ones life. A treasure that has been unopened or undiscovered, lying deep dug into the caverns of our grounds, or through sunken holds at the bottom of oceans. Pull them out someday, and thrive in its rusted beauty. You will discover their shine still remains, and their value, limitless !!

Go to bed now, Mr B … there is concern .. solitude can wait after the solitude of slumber !!

Amitabh Bachchan