Bhajan - Mira Bai
Oh! How love crazy I am that none understands me anymore.
My bed hangs over the gallows, and sleep grows ever distant.
My lover's bed swings in the heavens; what route to get there?
Only the destroyed know what the true color of ash is.
Only the jeweler knows what the jewel's true value is.
I wander from ruin to ruin afflicted with pain. No doctor for this.
O Lord, Mira's torment will only end in the arms of the Dark One!
Translated, very loosely, from the Braj Bhasha. The original goes:
he rî maim to prema dîvânî, merâ dard na jâne koya sûlî ûpara seja hamârî, kisa bidha sonâ hoya gagana maNDala pai seja piyâ kî, kisa bidha milana hoya ghâyala kî gati ghâyala jânai, kî jina lâî hoya jauhar kî gati jauhar jânai, kî jina jauhar hoya dard kî mârî bana bana Dolûm baida milâ nahim koya mîrâ kî prabhu pîra miTaigî jaba baida sâmvaliyâ hoya
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Music Post - Indian Ocean
I encountered the band called Indian Ocean, when I saw them play their unique brand of music - fusion would be an inaccurate term to describe what they do, and on the Silk Road program they were billed as 'jazz rock with a tabla' - on stage at the excellent the Silk Road Festival in Washington DC, on July 4th (the US Independence day), some four summers ago. It was a humid and hellish day, only as summers in DC can be, but IO's music was so good that heat and sweat seemed to be a minor inconvinience.
What impressed me most then was the range of idioms these fellas had sythesized into their music, ranging from boatman songs from the Narmada valley (Ma Rewa) to Syrian Christian Aaramic hymns (Kandisa) from Kerala. Given this dynamic range of themes and influences I think they are very similar to Nitin Swahney, another musician to whose music I turn to often.
Then there was the baul(***) like vibe dripping from the bearded madman singing most of vocals, Rahul Ram, with a bass guitar in his hand instead of an ektaara. I went backstage after they had finished playing their gig (I am usually anti fawning, anti groupie) as a Kazhak rock band called Roksonaki (I am not kidding! Their sound is cool too if you can dig throat singing) was setting up to play the next set , and shook hands with Ram and other band member, and told them how much I dug their music.
Back then, I suppose, Indian Ocean was still quite obscure for I couldn't find their music anywhere in Cyber-ia either to listen to or to buy. But four years later things have, very deservedly I must say, changed. So here is the music video of Jhini, the title song of their latest album. You can also click to listen to tracks from their previous two albums: the superb Kandisa (alternate link from Google cache), and Desert Rain. You should also listen to the soundtrack IO composed for a Bollywood movie, Black Friday, with a great song 'Bandeh'.
Oh, the next day after this encounter, I also managed to see Yo-Yo Ma jam with other musicians in shorts!
***Osho (the cult guru?) wrote this rather excellent article on the subject of bauls. The Silk Road Festival had bauls too from Bangladesh.
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Another Archived Comment - On SC/ST Students Inside IITs
I wrote this comment (with minor editions in grammer etc as shown here) in response to Madhat's observations on the discriminatory attitudes and treatment shown by professors towards SC/ST students at IIT-K when he was a student there.
Madhat,
You rightly have pointed out the fact that SC/ST students are discriminated against at IITs, and have provided anecdotes about professors dishing it out to these students. I also agree with your assertion that there were/are SC/ST students who did/do quite well vis-a-vis the general category students who didn't do/do that well after getting into IIT.
Yet, you have completely ignored another complementary, and I think more important, issue: the attitudes of the rest of the student body to these students in other aspects of IIT living. From my own experience at IIT-Kgp circa 1995, I can tell you that these attitudes were no different, if somewhat less blatant, than those of the professors you have mentioned in your post. So much so that, in my time at IIT Kgp, these students (by themselves? because of the attitudes of others?) segregated themselves into a seperate section of rooms in the hall/ hostel, and even a seperate table in the hall/ hostel mess.
While it might be that the hall/ hostel I lived in was subtly more 'caste' concious than other halls/ hostels at IIT Kgp, and at other IITs, the question I want to pose to you is, what was your own personal experience of interaction (here I am assuming you were a non SC/ST student) with these body of students? How many of these students did you (or even better, you still) count as pals or members of your IIT posse? It is all good and well to point to the casteist attitudes of the professors, but to ignore the ever present indifference shown by the GC students to the SC/ST students within IITs is not right either.
That said I second your opinion that one surefire way of demolishing the beast of caste is inter caste marriage (I would even go further, and advocate for inter regional, inter religious, and inter racial marriage). Only let's hope our convictions are strong enough to put our money where our mouth is when the marriage clock strikes for us.
Thanks, -S
PS: Since you might ask, what about me, I can only say that I did stay with two 'SC/ST' students after I got out of IIT for a year until I brain drained myself, and I really didn't give a shit. Some of my caste concious cousins would have been horrified had they known of this living arrangement.
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