Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Classical tour Part-2

It was when my people sensed a sense of responsibility in me after a certain period of time, I was re-inducted into the school of carnatic music and my second music teacher was smart enough to start my first class at her school in an instant way by singing the sarali-swaras and asking me to repeat after her, for fear, that I would bring out my music. The classes turned out to be extensively impassive and I made it sure to hold her lessons at her place only, so that I need not practice at home instinctively. My answer to her first question at the beginning of each class would always be yes even when I knew that she had the right answer to her question.

Some time after a few months, before she prepared herself to lead me into ‘Gitam’, she gave a brief lecture on ‘False voice’ which was a new musical term for me. Within no time my mind understood that it was a presage given to draw me away from my music. Now she made me repeat the first ‘maya malavagowla’ after her, in her usual icy style. Back home I tried to explore melody in her song and advantageously convinced my people to leave me with my songs. Four more years passed in merriment and I developed a very close bond with my music. Relatives who showed apparent responsibility were bent upon making my people to realize their actual responsibilities and work towards re-attaching me to classical music. Even though they received sweet gifts now and then from me that made them forget their world for a while, there was always some hidden fear that kept them detached to my music.

Soon my third teacher, who was an elderly lady, with a really nice understanding, entered into my world of music. I must say she was the only teacher who could make her classes incredible for me. For she agreed to my request of taking a long stride from ‘Gitam’ to ‘Varnam’ by making only a brief halt at ‘Swarajathi’. . ‘Ninnu koree’ was the reason for my eagerness to learn varnam in mohanam. There after, her eagerness to know my music increased and her repeated requests to ‘Amrutha varshini’ as she would call ( ‘Kurisenu virijallule’(toongadha vilzhighal’)) brought me nearer to her. Every day before and after the class there were questions from her about my songs and in no time, with increased interest she started singing with me , my songs.