A. R. RAHMAN — The Musical Storm: Kamini 
Mathai; Penguin Books India Pvt. Ltd., 11, Community Centre, Panchsheel Park, 
New Delhi-110017. Rs. 499.

“You know how it is with guys, everyone is 
walking around in their shorts and underwear, in their towels. But Rahman … He 
would wake up early, quickly rush to the bathroom, bathe, change and emerge 
fully dressed, and would even go to sleep like that. No one saw him 
bare-chested.”

That’s how John Antony, an old friend of Rahman, remembers 
him during their trip to Bangalore to play for a 
composer.

Anecdotes

Kamini 
Mathai’s ‘A.R. Rahman: The Musical Storm,’ is full of such anecdotes that 
attempt to demystify one of the most enigmatic popular culture icons of our 
time.

Apparently, Rahman’s team that read the biography didn’t find the 
account of his life to be flattering. As a result the composer went all out to 
clarify that the biography is unauthorised; initially, he had provided the 
writer with all the access she wanted.

In fact, it’s the unauthorised tag 
that gives this book an edge. It has a few details about him A.R. Rahman 
probably does not want to be known.

This is no ‘Life and Times of A.R. 
Rahman’ — it is too premature to attempt that, double-Oscar notwithstanding. 
Nor 
is it about how he went from Mundakanni Amman Koil Street to Hollywood 
Boulevard 
to pick up his golden babies. There’s quite a bit missing there — the period 
from his arrival to his meteoric rise has casually been breezed over. This 
isn’t 
an analysis or a study of his kind of music either and hence the ‘Musical 
Storm’ 
in the title is a bit of a misnomer.

But what the book tackles head-on is 
— A.R. Rahman: Early Origins — the story of how Dileep became Rahman, his 
childhood, the impact his father’s death had on his life, his conversion to 
Islam, his early days… to how he finally arrived. 
Observations

Mathai peppers her discovery with 
insightful observations about him from friends, colleagues and also gets him 
and/or his mother to refute controversies she encounters during interviews. A 
friend says Rahman always loved attention, a former rock band member claims 
that 
Rahman threw his mates out of his studio without even giving them the tape that 
contained eight months of their work, his father’s friends and relatives talk 
about the distance his family maintains from them and his own colleagues talk 
about how he makes people wait for ages that almost everyone has a “Waiting for 
Rahman” story.

Mathai is a cheeky storyteller. Her style is quite chatty, 
conversational, and borders on gossip but her approach is that of a journalist. 
She merely observes facts and gets others to say what she wants to say. The 
footnotes are all mischief but fun.

Despite some factual errors 
(apparently some of the technicians have been credited incorrectly) and some 
repetition, this biography is worth a read purely because of the lesser-known 
things you find out about A.R. Rahman (he believes his father died because of 
black magic), his borderline obsessive compulsive quirks (plastering ‘786’ 
stickers over every bit of equipment) and the factors responsible for his way 
of 
life
Insight

Mathai treats Rahman 
not like a demi-god but like an underdog who went on to become a millionaire 
purely letting his music do all the talking for him.

She tries to take us 
into the mind of the master composer by giving us an insight into where he’s 
coming from. For instance, she lets us into his jingle-making days to explain 
Rahman’s need to put a catch-phrase in every song whether or not it makes sense 
— be it ‘Chinna Chinna Aasai’ or ‘Chaiyya Chaiyya’ or ‘Jai Ho.’

For a 
book that’s nicer to Rahman, maybe you should wait for his official biography 
by 
Nasreen Munni Kabir. 
http://www.hindu.com/br/2009/06/30/stories/2009063050031200.htm


      

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