Re: [arr] Do Kadam – A Sublime Journey and A Sorrow that Lingers
Thank God I didn't miss this! Marvelous write up for a marvelous song. This is one of the best reviews I have ever read. . . Thanks Dasun. On Wed, Feb 20, 2008 at 10:57 AM, Jai Kothari [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote: sorry dasun.. i did not read the article earlier due to lack of time..jst completed reading it and immidiately thought of mailing u first..this is one of the most beautiful write ups i have ever read...i dont like reading...but the very quote u have wrtitten made me read the entire thng...i see myself in the song..trust me on thathad tears in my eyes reading the last few lines...i too did not understand the deeper meaning hidden in the song...jst no words to describe the masterpiecethanx for making my day LONG LIVE ARR!!! *Dasun Abeysekera [EMAIL PROTECTED]* wrote: As promised..here's my take on Do Kadam. Enjoy! :) Do Kadam – A Sublime Journey and A Sorrow that Lingers If a music artist wants to blossom into a full-fledged person, it's not enough if he knows only classical music; nor is it enough if he is well-versed only in raagas and techniques. Instead, he should be a knowledgeable person interested in life and philosophy. In his personal life there should be, at least in some corner of his heart, a tinge of lingering sorrow. When I first read this profound quote by ARR, it sparked, deep inside of me, something very sincere and beautiful; these words may have been that little pinch the sleeping artist within me, who I had forgotten due to the constant pursuit of survival instincts and was consciously trying to restrain by offering traditional societal expectations as excuses, needed to rub his eyes and wake up! I had a natural interest in life and philosophy; it was as if these subjects were written into my genes, and I was always grateful to my parents and to my Buddhist upbringing for inculcating that sense of understanding and intuitive wisdom so early on in my life which made my life a little easier and more balanced during the typically turbulent teen-ages, though it often seemed to outsiders a very difficult and restrained one. It is this same intuitive sense of balance and understanding, now I realize, that drew me to the naturally symmetrical music of my life's early heroes - ARR and Yanni - at the age of 13 and made me appreciate and grow with their exquisite music. But, until the moment of reading this quote, I had not made the connection between these natural interests of mine and the awe-inspiring and divine profession of the true artist. What is lacking within this dormant artist that keeps him from getting out of his cozy bed? What is this tinge of lingering sorrow that ARR has in a corner of his heart? What sorrow could lie in the heart of this man, who, to me, embodies all that is beautiful, happy, and heavenly? Is it this sorrow that I lack? Years passed as an uninterrupted supply of beautiful music and incredible artistry from the maestro continued to subconsciously alter my spiritual state of being for the better while I contently lived with my latent artist trying to figure out what this sorrow is and how and where is it that he is going to find it. Then, in early 2004, I bought an album I had anxiously awaited for quite some time; it brought together India's foremost painter – M.F. Hussein – in his second directorial venture with India's foremost composer – A.R. Rahman! I knew I was going to get magic from this album well before its release! The music was true to expectations, very colorfully crafted, and quite deftly and intricately woven with ARR himself attempting to reach the abstract heights of an M.F. Hussein painting in the two instrumental pieces; however, one song stood out every time I listened to the entire album. It was something very special and the sounds and emotions spoke to my heart directly; yes, this song was divine! Do Kadam gave me so many goose-bumps each time I listened to it that I started to skip all the other songs (except, perhaps, for Rang Hain) and play only that over and over again; that is a high compliment given the quality of the entire album! I did not understand the Hindi lyrics (by Rahat Indori) fully at first except for a phrase here and there, though it was enough, I thought, to put together a rough sketch of what the song was about. I was wrong! This song could not be enjoyed in its fullest being by putting together its pieces in a haphazard manner like I did. In fact, to this day, I find some deeper meaning to the creativity in this song. As with any divinely inspired song, the first few notes and sounds captured my attention: it was synthetic, it was mystical, and it was vintage ARR! Enter the classy Sonu Nigam… Lyrics: Zindagi, haath mila; saath chal, saath me aa; Umr-bhar saath rahi Trans: Life, take this hand; come, come along with me; We will walk together forever And a gentle synth base guitar lick in the background picks up
Re: [arr] Do Kadam – A Sublime Journey and A Sorrow that Lingers
Dear Dasun... No words... Only emotions .. Am unable to expresss it... Keep it going.. On 2/19/08, Sudarsan Rengarajan [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote: Take a bow Dasun. Your imagination is truely wonderful. This song is indeed a very special one and your write up makes it even sweeter. Sudarsan On 2/18/08, Dasun Abeysekera [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote: Gomzy and Vishwesh, thanks for your feedback and you are most welcome. I'm so glad I wrote this..it gave me a chance to express how I've felt about this very special song...and it came out nicely too. :) Best regards, Dasun -- To: arrahmanfans@yahoogroups.com From: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Date: Mon, 18 Feb 2008 08:06:11 -0800 Subject: Re: [arr] Do Kadam – A Sublime Journey and A Sorrow that Lingers Dasun, I can't thank you enough for this beautiful writeup about one of my most favorite songs... You made my experience of listening to this already very close to my heart song, even more special emotional... -Vishwesh. *Dasun Abeysekera [EMAIL PROTECTED]* wrote: As promised..here's my take on Do Kadam. Enjoy! :) Do Kadam – A Sublime Journey and A Sorrow that Lingers If a music artist wants to blossom into a full-fledged person, it's not enough if he knows only classical music; nor is it enough if he is well-versed only in raagas and techniques. Instead, he should be a knowledgeable person interested in life and philosophy. In his personal life there should be, at least in some corner of his heart, a tinge of lingering sorrow. When I first read this profound quote by ARR, it sparked, deep inside of me, something very sincere and beautiful; these words may have been that little pinch the sleeping artist within me, who I had forgotten due to the constant pursuit of survival instincts and was consciously trying to restrain by offering traditional societal expectations as excuses, needed to rub his eyes and wake up! I had a natural interest in life and philosophy; it was as if these subjects were written into my genes, and I was always grateful to my parents and to my Buddhist upbringing for inculcating that sense of understanding and intuitive wisdom so early on in my life which made my life a little easier and more balanced during the typically turbulent teen-ages, though it often seemed to outsiders a very difficult and restrained one. It is this same intuitive sense of balance and understanding, now I realize, that drew me to the naturally symmetrical music of my life's early heroes - ARR and Yanni - at the age of 13 and made me appreciate and grow with their exquisite music. But, until the moment of reading this quote, I had not made the connection between these natural interests of mine and the awe-inspiring and divine profession of the true artist. What is lacking within this dormant artist that keeps him from getting out of his cozy bed? What is this tinge of lingering sorrow that ARR has in a corner of his heart? What sorrow could lie in the heart of this man, who, to me, embodies all that is beautiful, happy, and heavenly? Is it this sorrow that I lack? Years passed as an uninterrupted supply of beautiful music and incredible artistry from the maestro continued to subconsciously alter my spiritual state of being for the better while I contently lived with my latent artist trying to figure out what this sorrow is and how and where is it that he is going to find it. Then, in early 2004, I bought an album I had anxiously awaited for quite some time; it brought together India's foremost painter – M.F. Hussein – in his second directorial venture with India's foremost composer – A.R. Rahman! I knew I was going to get magic from this album well before its release! The music was true to expectations, very colorfully crafted, and quite deftly and intricately woven with ARR himself attempting to reach the abstract heights of an M.F. Hussein painting in the two instrumental pieces; however, one song stood out every time I listened to the entire album. It was something very special and the sounds and emotions spoke to my heart directly; yes, this song was divine! Do Kadam gave me so many goose-bumps each time I listened to it that I started to skip all the other songs (except, perhaps, for Rang Hain) and play only that over and over again; that is a high compliment given the quality of the entire album! I did not understand the Hindi lyrics (by Rahat Indori) fully at first except for a phrase here and there, though it was enough, I thought, to put together a rough sketch of what the song was about. I was wrong! This song could not be enjoyed in its fullest being by putting together its pieces in a haphazard manner like I did. In fact, to this day, I find some deeper meaning to the creativity in this song. As with any divinely inspired song, the first few notes
[arr] Do Kadam – A Sublime Journey and A Sorrow that Lingers
As promised..here's my take on Do Kadam. Enjoy! :) Do Kadam – A Sublime Journey and A Sorrow that Lingers If a music artist wants to blossom into a full-fledged person, it's not enough if he knows only classical music; nor is it enough if he is well-versed only in raagas and techniques. Instead, he should be a knowledgeable person interested in life and philosophy. In his personal life there should be, at least in some corner of his heart, a tinge of lingering sorrow. When I first read this profound quote by ARR, it sparked, deep inside of me, something very sincere and beautiful; these words may have been that little pinch the sleeping artist within me, who I had forgotten due to the constant pursuit of survival instincts and was consciously trying to restrain by offering traditional societal expectations as excuses, needed to rub his eyes and wake up! I had a natural interest in life and philosophy; it was as if these subjects were written into my genes, and I was always grateful to my parents and to my Buddhist upbringing for inculcating that sense of understanding and intuitive wisdom so early on in my life which made my life a little easier and more balanced during the typically turbulent teen-ages, though it often seemed to outsiders a very difficult and restrained one. It is this same intuitive sense of balance and understanding, now I realize, that drew me to the naturally symmetrical music of my life’s early heroes - ARR and Yanni - at the age of 13 and made me appreciate and grow with their exquisite music. But, until the moment of reading this quote, I had not made the connection between these natural interests of mine and the awe-inspiring and divine profession of the true artist. What is lacking within this dormant artist that keeps him from getting out of his cozy bed? What is this tinge of lingering sorrow that ARR has in a corner of his heart? What sorrow could lie in the heart of this man, who, to me, embodies all that is beautiful, happy, and heavenly? Is it this sorrow that I lack? Years passed as an uninterrupted supply of beautiful music and incredible artistry from the maestro continued to subconsciously alter my spiritual state of being for the better while I contently lived with my latent artist trying to figure out what this sorrow is and how and where is it that he is going to find it. Then, in early 2004, I bought an album I had anxiously awaited for quite some time; it brought together India’s foremost painter – M.F. Hussein – in his second directorial venture with India’s foremost composer – A.R. Rahman! I knew I was going to get magic from this album well before its release! The music was true to expectations, very colorfully crafted, and quite deftly and intricately woven with ARR himself attempting to reach the abstract heights of an M.F. Hussein painting in the two instrumental pieces; however, one song stood out every time I listened to the entire album. It was something very special and the sounds and emotions spoke to my heart directly; yes, this song was divine! Do Kadam gave me so many goose-bumps each time I listened to it that I started to skip all the other songs (except, perhaps, for Rang Hain) and play only that over and over again; that is a high compliment given the quality of the entire album! I did not understand the Hindi lyrics (by Rahat Indori) fully at first except for a phrase here and there, though it was enough, I thought, to put together a rough sketch of what the song was about. I was wrong! This song could not be enjoyed in its fullest being by putting together its pieces in a haphazard manner like I did. In fact, to this day, I find some deeper meaning to the creativity in this song. As with any divinely inspired song, the first few notes and sounds captured my attention: it was synthetic, it was mystical, and it was vintage ARR! Enter the classy Sonu Nigam… Lyrics: Zindagi, haath mila; saath chal, saath me aa; Umr-bhar saath rahi Trans: Life, take this hand; come, come along with me; We will walk together forever And a gentle synth base guitar lick in the background picks up volume lifting you up as if you were in a helicopter taking off from earth. Lyrics: Do kadam aur, sahi, do kadam aur, sahiII Trans: two more steps, all right, two more stepsII …and a happily persistent string section leads the protagonist, (given the movie’s context, an artist: a writer), in a casual two step walk, guiding him down a sun lit path towards a golden land as the music bathes you in brilliant bright light. Lyrics: Koi suraj ki dagar, koi sone ka nagar Chaand ke rath pe chale, jahan tehre yeh nazar Trans: Some sunlit path, some golden city Walk in the path of the moon, where, this gaze would freeze And the synth lead guitar applies a slight break along the way followed by a wonderful panoramic scan of the scenes, which beautifully sets up the next lines. Lyrics:
Re: [arr] Do Kadam – A Sublime Journey and A Sorrow that Lingers
Amazing write up. It took me a couple of readings to fully understand the context. But then, doesnt everything so pure take time to sink in? On 2/18/08, Dasun Abeysekera [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote: As promised..here's my take on Do Kadam. Enjoy! :) Do Kadam – A Sublime Journey and A Sorrow that Lingers If a music artist wants to blossom into a full-fledged person, it's not enough if he knows only classical music; nor is it enough if he is well-versed only in raagas and techniques. Instead, he should be a knowledgeable person interested in life and philosophy. In his personal life there should be, at least in some corner of his heart, a tinge of lingering sorrow. When I first read this profound quote by ARR, it sparked, deep inside of me, something very sincere and beautiful; these words may have been that little pinch the sleeping artist within me, who I had forgotten due to the constant pursuit of survival instincts and was consciously trying to restrain by offering traditional societal expectations as excuses, needed to rub his eyes and wake up! I had a natural interest in life and philosophy; it was as if these subjects were written into my genes, and I was always grateful to my parents and to my Buddhist upbringing for inculcating that sense of understanding and intuitive wisdom so early on in my life which made my life a little easier and more balanced during the typically turbulent teen-ages, though it often seemed to outsiders a very difficult and restrained one. It is this same intuitive sense of balance and understanding, now I realize, that drew me to the naturally symmetrical music of my life's early heroes - ARR and Yanni - at the age of 13 and made me appreciate and grow with their exquisite music. But, until the moment of reading this quote, I had not made the connection between these natural interests of mine and the awe-inspiring and divine profession of the true artist. What is lacking within this dormant artist that keeps him from getting out of his cozy bed? What is this tinge of lingering sorrow that ARR has in a corner of his heart? What sorrow could lie in the heart of this man, who, to me, embodies all that is beautiful, happy, and heavenly? Is it this sorrow that I lack? Years passed as an uninterrupted supply of beautiful music and incredible artistry from the maestro continued to subconsciously alter my spiritual state of being for the better while I contently lived with my latent artist trying to figure out what this sorrow is and how and where is it that he is going to find it. Then, in early 2004, I bought an album I had anxiously awaited for quite some time; it brought together India's foremost painter – M.F. Hussein – in his second directorial venture with India's foremost composer – A.R. Rahman! I knew I was going to get magic from this album well before its release! The music was true to expectations, very colorfully crafted, and quite deftly and intricately woven with ARR himself attempting to reach the abstract heights of an M.F. Hussein painting in the two instrumental pieces; however, one song stood out every time I listened to the entire album. It was something very special and the sounds and emotions spoke to my heart directly; yes, this song was divine! Do Kadam gave me so many goose-bumps each time I listened to it that I started to skip all the other songs (except, perhaps, for Rang Hain) and play only that over and over again; that is a high compliment given the quality of the entire album! I did not understand the Hindi lyrics (by Rahat Indori) fully at first except for a phrase here and there, though it was enough, I thought, to put together a rough sketch of what the song was about. I was wrong! This song could not be enjoyed in its fullest being by putting together its pieces in a haphazard manner like I did. In fact, to this day, I find some deeper meaning to the creativity in this song. As with any divinely inspired song, the first few notes and sounds captured my attention: it was synthetic, it was mystical, and it was vintage ARR! Enter the classy Sonu Nigam… Lyrics: Zindagi, haath mila; saath chal, saath me aa; Umr-bhar saath rahi Trans: Life, take this hand; come, come along with me; We will walk together forever And a gentle synth base guitar lick in the background picks up volume lifting you up as if you were in a helicopter taking off from earth. Lyrics: Do kadam aur, sahi, do kadam aur, sahiII Trans: two more steps, all right, two more stepsII …and a happily persistent string section leads the protagonist, (given the movie's context, an artist: a writer), in a casual two step walk, guiding him down a sun lit path towards a golden land as the music bathes you in brilliant bright light. Lyrics: Koi suraj ki dagar, koi sone ka nagar Chaand ke rath pe chale, jahan tehre yeh nazar Trans: Some sunlit path, some golden city Walk in the path of the moon,
Re: [arr] Do Kadam – A Sublime Journey and A Sorrow that Lingers
Hi Dasun, This is very strange but I feel the need to share it with all of you. Today, as I was returning from my friend's house, I connected my Ipod to my car stereo like I usually do. There was a strange sadness, a very unexplicable, usharable feeling as I was leaving their house. And then I started playing the tracks which by default were all ARR songs. As these tracks played, I was getting deeper into my core where there was intense pain. But this pain was beautiful, because I was experiencing each song in its entirety, each note, each chord, each word. In that moment I wished if someone could put all these emotions in words because I have never been good at it, howmuch ever I tried. Wtih a very heavy heart I returned home, logged in to read Dasun's email. It was almost like, someone wanted me to read what I was feeling. How much ever I wanted to stop, tears rolled down my cheeks to see how every sentence was so close to what I was feeling through the drive. I want to stop here without going out into too much tangent which is not good for me or the group:-) Please keep writing Dasun! Thanks again! Padmini On 2/18/08, Dasun Abeysekera [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote: Gomzy and Vishwesh, thanks for your feedback and you are most welcome. I'm so glad I wrote this..it gave me a chance to express how I've felt about this very special song...and it came out nicely too. :) Best regards, Dasun -- To: arrahmanfans@yahoogroups.com From: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Date: Mon, 18 Feb 2008 08:06:11 -0800 Subject: Re: [arr] Do Kadam – A Sublime Journey and A Sorrow that Lingers Dasun, I can't thank you enough for this beautiful writeup about one of my most favorite songs... You made my experience of listening to this already very close to my heart song, even more special emotional... -Vishwesh. *Dasun Abeysekera [EMAIL PROTECTED]* wrote: As promised..here's my take on Do Kadam. Enjoy! :) Do Kadam – A Sublime Journey and A Sorrow that Lingers If a music artist wants to blossom into a full-fledged person, it's not enough if he knows only classical music; nor is it enough if he is well-versed only in raagas and techniques. Instead, he should be a knowledgeable person interested in life and philosophy. In his personal life there should be, at least in some corner of his heart, a tinge of lingering sorrow. When I first read this profound quote by ARR, it sparked, deep inside of me, something very sincere and beautiful; these words may have been that little pinch the sleeping artist within me, who I had forgotten due to the constant pursuit of survival instincts and was consciously trying to restrain by offering traditional societal expectations as excuses, needed to rub his eyes and wake up! I had a natural interest in life and philosophy; it was as if these subjects were written into my genes, and I was always grateful to my parents and to my Buddhist upbringing for inculcating that sense of understanding and intuitive wisdom so early on in my life which made my life a little easier and more balanced during the typically turbulent teen-ages, though it often seemed to outsiders a very difficult and restrained one. It is this same intuitive sense of balance and understanding, now I realize, that drew me to the naturally symmetrical music of my life's early heroes - ARR and Yanni - at the age of 13 and made me appreciate and grow with their exquisite music. But, until the moment of reading this quote, I had not made the connection between these natural interests of mine and the awe-inspiring and divine profession of the true artist. What is lacking within this dormant artist that keeps him from getting out of his cozy bed? What is this tinge of lingering sorrow that ARR has in a corner of his heart? What sorrow could lie in the heart of this man, who, to me, embodies all that is beautiful, happy, and heavenly? Is it this sorrow that I lack? Years passed as an uninterrupted supply of beautiful music and incredible artistry from the maestro continued to subconsciously alter my spiritual state of being for the better while I contently lived with my latent artist trying to figure out what this sorrow is and how and where is it that he is going to find it. Then, in early 2004, I bought an album I had anxiously awaited for quite some time; it brought together India's foremost painter – M.F. Hussein – in his second directorial venture with India's foremost composer – A.R. Rahman! I knew I was going to get magic from this album well before its release! The music was true to expectations, very colorfully crafted, and quite deftly and intricately woven with ARR himself attempting to reach the abstract heights of an M.F. Hussein painting in the two instrumental pieces; however, one song stood out every time I listened to the entire album. It was something very special and the sounds and emotions spoke to my heart directly; yes, this song
Re: [arr] Do Kadam – A Sublime Journey and A Sorrow that Lingers
Take a bow Dasun. Your imagination is truely wonderful. This song is indeed a very special one and your write up makes it even sweeter. Sudarsan On 2/18/08, Dasun Abeysekera [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote: Gomzy and Vishwesh, thanks for your feedback and you are most welcome. I'm so glad I wrote this..it gave me a chance to express how I've felt about this very special song...and it came out nicely too. :) Best regards, Dasun -- To: arrahmanfans@yahoogroups.com From: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Date: Mon, 18 Feb 2008 08:06:11 -0800 Subject: Re: [arr] Do Kadam – A Sublime Journey and A Sorrow that Lingers Dasun, I can't thank you enough for this beautiful writeup about one of my most favorite songs... You made my experience of listening to this already very close to my heart song, even more special emotional... -Vishwesh. *Dasun Abeysekera [EMAIL PROTECTED]* wrote: As promised..here's my take on Do Kadam. Enjoy! :) Do Kadam – A Sublime Journey and A Sorrow that Lingers If a music artist wants to blossom into a full-fledged person, it's not enough if he knows only classical music; nor is it enough if he is well-versed only in raagas and techniques. Instead, he should be a knowledgeable person interested in life and philosophy. In his personal life there should be, at least in some corner of his heart, a tinge of lingering sorrow. When I first read this profound quote by ARR, it sparked, deep inside of me, something very sincere and beautiful; these words may have been that little pinch the sleeping artist within me, who I had forgotten due to the constant pursuit of survival instincts and was consciously trying to restrain by offering traditional societal expectations as excuses, needed to rub his eyes and wake up! I had a natural interest in life and philosophy; it was as if these subjects were written into my genes, and I was always grateful to my parents and to my Buddhist upbringing for inculcating that sense of understanding and intuitive wisdom so early on in my life which made my life a little easier and more balanced during the typically turbulent teen-ages, though it often seemed to outsiders a very difficult and restrained one. It is this same intuitive sense of balance and understanding, now I realize, that drew me to the naturally symmetrical music of my life's early heroes - ARR and Yanni - at the age of 13 and made me appreciate and grow with their exquisite music. But, until the moment of reading this quote, I had not made the connection between these natural interests of mine and the awe-inspiring and divine profession of the true artist. What is lacking within this dormant artist that keeps him from getting out of his cozy bed? What is this tinge of lingering sorrow that ARR has in a corner of his heart? What sorrow could lie in the heart of this man, who, to me, embodies all that is beautiful, happy, and heavenly? Is it this sorrow that I lack? Years passed as an uninterrupted supply of beautiful music and incredible artistry from the maestro continued to subconsciously alter my spiritual state of being for the better while I contently lived with my latent artist trying to figure out what this sorrow is and how and where is it that he is going to find it. Then, in early 2004, I bought an album I had anxiously awaited for quite some time; it brought together India's foremost painter – M.F. Hussein – in his second directorial venture with India's foremost composer – A.R. Rahman! I knew I was going to get magic from this album well before its release! The music was true to expectations, very colorfully crafted, and quite deftly and intricately woven with ARR himself attempting to reach the abstract heights of an M.F. Hussein painting in the two instrumental pieces; however, one song stood out every time I listened to the entire album. It was something very special and the sounds and emotions spoke to my heart directly; yes, this song was divine! Do Kadam gave me so many goose-bumps each time I listened to it that I started to skip all the other songs (except, perhaps, for Rang Hain) and play only that over and over again; that is a high compliment given the quality of the entire album! I did not understand the Hindi lyrics (by Rahat Indori) fully at first except for a phrase here and there, though it was enough, I thought, to put together a rough sketch of what the song was about. I was wrong! This song could not be enjoyed in its fullest being by putting together its pieces in a haphazard manner like I did. In fact, to this day, I find some deeper meaning to the creativity in this song. As with any divinely inspired song, the first few notes and sounds captured my attention: it was synthetic, it was mystical, and it was vintage ARR! Enter the classy Sonu Nigam… Lyrics: Zindagi, haath mila; saath chal, saath me aa; Umr-bhar saath rahi Trans: Life, take this hand; come, come along
