Thursday, March 29, 2012

Art, it is.

ఆమనోస్తే కొమ్మలన్ని కోయిలమ్మలు కదా!
ఆమె నీకై సాగివస్తే ప్రేమ రుతువే సదా!
దేవుడైన రాముడైనది ప్రేమ కోసం కదా!
ప్రతి జీవితం ఓ వెలుగు నీడలా బొమ్మలాటే కదా!


I bow down, Veturi. That one stroke of your pen has been successful in elevating my mood & saved me from the momentary melancholy. I haven't felt this low in the recent times & this is the song I usually searched for, on my playlist, till a couple of years ago. I haven't heard this song in ages. I acted pretentiously matured & thought I might have outgrown this feeling that listening to some old song which I used to listen when I was extremely depressed would not do any good now. But that old man who left this world and created an irreplacable void in the Telugu lyric industry, proved me wrong totally. He was a magician, I must admit. I know I am too mortal to announce something about this super mortal persona but now I really feel like.

May be that's the sheer brilliance an artist would usually deliver; that leaves the normal humans' jaws dropped and heart beat skipped. The second line from the above telugu verses he penned reinvented the trust I have got in Love. May be that's what makes a life worth living for a mere mortal like me. Wait endlessly for some art to be delivered & get lost in its's beauty, brilliance and charm once it is out.

I'd be sinned if I don't acknowledge the life poured into this song by Shankar Mahadevan & K.M. Radhakrishnan. That combination & coming together to create some magnanimous art which will go ahead to become immortal in the hearts of ardent followers. Artists coming from diversified backgrounds & with more diversity in their art, sitting in a room and creating art is something hair raising.

It could be anything, literally anything. One of the foremost reaons for which I earnestly respect art & astists as well is 'Creating something out of nothing'. You look at a plain chart, you look at it again after a couple of hours, brushes deliver strokes, colours sprinkled, a brain works and there you are, Witnessing something genuinely creative and authentically unique. The fact that the one you are witnessing is the only piece in the world makes your blood go cold. Classic.

I remember a status update on facebook from one of my friends which almost goes this way : 'Art does not stop wars nor it feeds people; but for that it doesn't have to. Art makes life bearable & worth living'.

So true.

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