RE: [Rajarajeshwari_Kalpataru] Murungakkai Parisu

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Dear Sreeramji,

 

Just now read your mail to Sri Sidharth.

 

Could u please mail me the full song "Parimanaaaa! Bhuviengum vanangum Rajamma!" which you have composed. I tried the first two lines you have mentioned in Sri Ragam and could really feel its essense and Mothers presense in it.

 

Awiting your reply soon,

 

With Thanks & Loving Regards

Rajasekhar KG Manama Kingdom of Bahrain.

 

 

 

Rajarajeshwari_Kalpataru [Rajarajeshwari_Kalpataru ]On Behalf Of Group OwnerTuesday, April 17, 2007 9:16 AMrajarajeshwari_kalpataru Subject: [Rajarajeshwari_Kalpataru] Murungakkai Parisu

 

 

Dear Siddharth,

 

You were asking another of my musical stories.

 

This was when I was in India doing my CA apprenticeship when I had gone to Alangulam for an audit trip.

 

I was trying Ragamanjari on the guitar but then again my eternal fight with my Dhwani(my pet name for my guitar). Dhwani was not cooperating with me that day.

 

I then started to sing the Ragamanjari raga and decided to compose a song impromptu for Devi. Makkaliamman temple(a very small temple) was deigned right for my little experiment.

 

I sat there when no one was around(lest they throw stones at me), then mentally prayed to Makkaliamman(I will tell this mother's story lateron), since my language skills are quite good(I mean all 4 southindian languages), I could manage to compose a song and then fit into Ragamanjari with Bhavani's grace!

 

I then began to sing and was so engaged in it that, I lost my sense of time, tears began to flow and then when I opened my eyes, I turned around to see whether anyone was around but there was none.No! I was mistaken, there was a woman who looked like she was in her early forties, she was intently listening to my song. I felt a bit embarrased and she asked me in a very innocent manner "Ayya neenga paadinadhu ammannukka?"(Sir, was your song for Divine Mother?)

 

I said "Amaa, nalla irundhudhaa?"(Yes, was it nice?)

 

She said "Nalla irundhaaa? Jaamy unga kural thenbol thithukkuthu,paattu adhavida.."(Your voice was like honey and the song was even more...)

 

I replied "Summa solara po!"(You are kidding)

 

She replied back "Illa Jaami, indha ammann mela aaana"(No I swear on this Mother)

 

I replied "Appo ennoda paattuku parisu?"(Then what is the prize for my song?)

 

Without a moment's hesitation she gave her stack of drumsticks she was trying to sell in the parched bypass road of Alangulam.

 

I looked at her and asked her in her language" Idha ennakku koduthaa, unnakku inniki joru?"(If you give me this, then wherefrom your food for today?)

 

She said "Inniki ungapaatu ennakku jaapaadu jaami"(Today your song is my food jaaami)

 

I did not know what to say. She was poorest of the poor eeking her way by selling the drumsticks(which are by the way aplenty in Tamilnadu) to people for a few paise and she was giving me her whole wealth.

 

The other day you were asking me whether I was Tamil or Telugu because I speak both languages so well(all Guru's grace), I would say "neither" I just belong to the language of these "jaami, Joru,jaappaadu' people. The same essence can be found in any state in India.

 

The same divinity can be seen in all souls. To think of divinity in terms of language is very parochial.To breath air, you dont see the place---to think of Amba, you dont see the language.

 

The woman touched my heart so much that I said "I dont have anything to give, will you accept my dhwani?(referring to my guitar). I left the purse in the guesthouse room"

 

She just sighed and smiled and said" ennakku panam vendaam, unga indha vaadiyam vendaam andhu unga kailathaan alagu engaila alluku jaami"(I dont want money, this musical instrument which you have is beauty in your hands, in my hands it is just dirt).

 

I then said "Sari oru murungakkai kodu"(Ok give me one drumstick).

 

What was the song I sung?

 

----Parimanaaaa! Bhuviengum vanangum Rajamma!

Perum porul chorindhu varum then mozhiammaa......

(the one I sang the other day over phone)...

 

The next day, when I again met her accidentally I asked her "Do you like divine mother?" She said "yes". I said to her "I will give you a name of divine mother will you do it?" She jumped with joy!

 

I gave a pearl mala I had with me and said do the japa with this.

 

I heard she was doing the name everyday(maybe till today and maybe forever) selling drumsticks on the Alangulam road.She might become a yogini one day! who knows!

 

What happened to the drumstick?--- I had saved for many days as the very best gift for my muscial ability(unfortunately my mother threw the "rotten" drumstick(in my mother's language) and I was rather disconsolate for a few days).

 

Iam neither near my divine mother nor have the drumstick here in Rochester!

 

 

'பாடுவோன்' கருத்தைக் 'கேட்போன்' பருக

எண்ணமும் ஓசையும் இசைவதே 'இசை'யாம்.

இசைப்பவன் கருத்தும் கேட்பவன் எண்ணமும்

ஒன்றாய்க் கலப்பது ஓசையால் அன்று.

சொல்லே அதற்குத் துணையாய் நிற்பது.

அந்தச் சொல்லும் சொந்தச் சொல்லாம் ;

தாய்மொழி ஒன்றே தனிச்சுவை ஊட்டும்.

அவரவர் மொழியில் அவரவர் கேட்பதே

'இசை' எனப் படுவதன் இன்பம் தருவது.

புரியாத மொழியில் இசையைப் புகட்டல்

கண்ணைக் கட்டிக் காட்சி காட்டுதல்.

தமிழன் சொந்தத் தாய்மொழிச் சொல்லில்

இசையைக் கேட்க இச்சை கொள்வதே

'தமிழிசை' என்பதன் தத்துவ மாகும்.

 

What nammakkal Kavignaar said as "Tamil-Isai" is something spiritual not what the politicians make out!

 

Will their(politicians') Tamil-Isai get them the drumstick this Telugu Brahmin got? Tell me Siddharth?

 

 

 

Yours Yogically,

 

Shreeram Balijepalli

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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