Monday, 5 September 2011

The ever elusive shade....

The ever elusive shade...

 I live in real cosmopolitan city Mumbai n  live a stylish lifestyle now, Because my profession is to be mostly in public or camera s glare so much that sometimes I forget where I came from.. I have learnt many English words since I came, earlier I used to say I have a concert, now I say I have a gig... I enjoy this change excitedly....What a journey life is... In one birth I am witnessing many births n how life is all about learning...
    
     I am part of a beautiful musical reality show "lil champs"  which I am not only enjoying but living every bit.. And in one episode we had Anna Hazare (messenger of humanity n peace) and kids interacted with him n sang unusually amazingly  in that Episode.. I also came to meet n know Anna for the first time, his persona is full of the real" Buzurg" I have always imagined, since I left home... My Pitaa Jee  and Baba Jee used to wear Kurta  Dhoti and Topi and in my childhood. They were very particular about the cleanliness of their clothes. I think my father had three or four baniyaans and probably 2-3 socks. Each of these few clothes were old and obviously my father was using them since many years. That's why, his baniyaans were unbelievably clean yet had many holes in it. His socks had not a speck of dirt yet they were loose around the ankles and would bend over the edges on their own. These things in some supernatural way would make me feel like I am in the presence of people who are capable of preserving things that ought to be preserved, immune to trends and greed or even lust for the most mundane things in life. Chhoti cheezon Ki bhi bhook Nahi thi unhein. They made me feel protected and inspired. The way they lived their lives, was an example that no matter who you are, how you are or where you are, you have your role to play in the divine play of this vast universe. That you, how you live your life, what you believe, what decisions you make, big or small, can shape what you see in the mirror.
         My wife sometimes calls me a cynic. She says I purposely refuse to see hope or good in what people are trying to do around us. I don't think I am cynical . Just that I want to be inspired. I want reason to hope, to believe and most of all to feel that change can come into this world.

        The everyday ki maara maari that i experienced since the age of 13 when I left the cool shade of the care and security of my father and Babaji, has drilled into me the fact that this world is a cruel place. And you better toughen up cause u r on ur own.
      
          We all, somewhere while glaring in the face of this burning world, keep trying to find that shade, that security from the corner of our eyes. Hoping to see a glimpse of it, as it fleets by...
        
          On the 7th of august, as I spoke to Arvind kejrival, to invite Anna to lil champs, he asked me if I planned to come to ram Iila maidan, to sing "amber Tak yahi naad goonjega " . I was skeptical. I wondered, as we all are used to wondering if this was another person, who would let us down. My song for him was secretly also a prayer to god that this movement is not a political game that the anger and hope that I felt were not going to turn into another one of life's lessons on practicality and the ugly truth. I asked Sheetal. What should I do. She said "if u have to ask me to be sure, don't go. It has to come from within. You are in support of the bill, you are not skeptical about it. But whether you must go out there and put your heart out, in the open for the media to disect your intention, your catch, the sides that you take,depends on whether you are inspired enough to make it all worth it. Probably, tomorrow, when you meet Anna in person, you will know what you want to do. Probably tomorrow you will see a sign. And no matter what you do, I'm proud of you. "

The next day, I felt a different kind of energy in myself. We were all waiting for anna at the gates of famous studio. Among the other things that I saw, walking towards me, I saw a man, old, smiling, strong. When he called out Vande, each cell of my being shouted Mataram. I would get goose bumps each time he would invoke the nation in his small soft voice.

As he looked at me, and I held out my hand, to hold his, and bent to touch his feet,I knew I would be at ram Iila maidan soon. I knew. As if god wanted me to  still have no doubt, he showed me one more sign.
               The man, who had a tight grip on my heart and my hopes, on the hopes of the nation, was wearing socks loose around the ankle, with hardly a grip. The ever elusive shade was standing over me. Smiling.
       

17 comments:

  1. Nice... The decision was yours. N I m and always will be proud of you...

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  2. super duper.....welcome to blogging kailash ;)

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  3. Very true what you wrote about how mundane things about our parents make us feel secure and shape who you become!

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  5. This is beautiful. thanks for sharing this part of urself with us. ;) It's soul touching.
    Love
    Ayesha n Russel

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  6. Really beautiful 1..Learning from you how to respect the parents ...

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  7. Are you really Kailash Kher we know? I mean, I really amn't able to believe my eyes finding you here on blogger's world! A very warm welcome, Kailashji. You truly have a God-gifted voice and through practice and your devotion to music, you put soul into each of the songs that you render your voice to.. Really amazing :)) And really it was heartening to know about your parents and their simplicity and that you still haven't forgotten your roots. People love you for your humility, the down to earth characteristic that you possess is what makes you so lovable and this humbleness is clearly seen in your songs as well.... May God always bless you and your family.
    Main kuch jyaada prabachan de gaya shayad :P

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  8. Great Kailash Ji... Respect for you and your thoughts... :)

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  9. Bhagwaan.....apka blog padha har baar ki tarah bahut acha laga.....but the thing that makes me feel astonishned,yet happy is the magnificient feeling that is generated within me after reading this blog,a feeling which I got never before,a feeling of immense positivity,feeling of enthusiasm,a feeling that got me goosebums after I read each word from this,a feeling that I really can't describe in words,a feeling that took me to the world of infinity....It feels that everything written by you is 'yours-yet not yours'.....it is he,baba(god)who is sending these words through you in form of enlightment in form of his blessings your song-'ambar tak yahi naad goonjega' was one of those holy showers to the humanity,to souls that are dead and plastic....dobara ek nayi si jaan daal di har us insaan ki zindagi mein ek nayi roshni ki kiran bheji baba ne through you bhagwaan....ek jeene ka naya jazba....I loved what you wrote in this blog bhagwan-yes even I m a follower of anna hazare ji but that was not only the reason for my liking what you wrote,the reason that made me so much connected to each of your words was that this blog was not only about anna ji but was about the truth,humanity,reality and goodness which rarely exist in this plastic world now ek nayi si dunia mein le gaye aap is blog ke jariye.........apko naman aur dhanyawd bhagwan.bol bam......:)

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  10. I am extremely humbled by what you all have written. Today thankfully the world is such a smaller place! I can reach out to you! You can reach out to me!

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  11. Respect To You Kailash Kher...Beautifully Said!

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  12. It was such pleasure reading your innermost thoughts and feelings about things that really matter. An artist of your calibre must have such great responsbilities towards its audience and you do justice to us all so impeccably, reaching out to millions of hearts out there with your soulful voice and striking such beautiful chords within us. I thank thr 'Forces' for sending people like you into this world, making it a better place. bammmm!

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  13. Aap itne bade hasti ho,par fir b aap aapne bithe hue kal nahi bhule...isse badi baat or kya ho sakti hai.....!!!!!!
    super lyk to ur blog.........hope u share much more experiences of ur life with us......n m desperately waiting for ur new album "RANGELEE"....

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  14. Sir, you are one of the most genuine person i have come across in my life.

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  15. Hello Kailash,

    I don`t know much about your backround, about your life and all the troubles you encountered to be able to bring into light your music. But it was all worthed. Your music is heart felt even here, in the far away Europe. Your voice is sincere and filled with divine. God blessed you and I wish He will keep you in his blessings forever.
    Maybe one day we could make an album together.

    One love,
    Odilia

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  16. sir abhe aapka jaipur show hua vo mene pura dekha halaki show attend karne ke liye bahar ladai karni padi police ne ek thappad b mara sir lekin vo apke struggle ke samne to kuch b nhe h sir apka vo song 'hey ri sakhi mangal gao ri mohe kala tika lagao ri' mene perform kiya hamare clg me to perform se pahle to sub has rahe they mujh pe par performance ke bad ek insan aisa nhe yha jisne tarif na ki ho hamare principal sir ne kaha yeh song kis singer ka h mene unhe aapke songs ki cd b di aj tak vo aapke hi songs sute h sir aapke charan sparsh.

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