Maha windy. Can't leave the office. Sand, paper, grubby bottles and other categories of junk flying around. Breathe and find the sand going into my system. Apprehensive of tree falling on head while walking home or uncontrolled two wheeler colliding with self. Chances are that Ashok won't be entirely pleased with that.
So I came back up and am now listening to TNS' Vasudeva Namo Namasthe (c0mposed by Subbaramayya). He has started it with krishnAya vasudevAya devaki nandanAyaCa. The play list that I have includes a whole lot of other kritis in Sahana, Sri vAtapi gaNapati, vandanamu , mAnamu kAvalanu (Muthiah)
Monday, 23 May 2005
Hamirkalyani
There is this song from Amma Kili koodu. I love this song. I like the choice of raagam for this song. I like the mood it creates for me. I feel back at home. May be in school. May be with my mother. Or may be with my paatu teacher. I like the bits. I like how the tune is undulating. Especially in the stanzas, more than in the chorus. I think Suseela's mature voice is so good for this song. It makes patterns in my ear ! I like the ''jeevita veethhiyil'' verse two. So many instruments, good effects, very peaceful.
Here is the link to the song.
Here is the link to the song.
Friday, 13 May 2005
Induction
Currently trying to induct my co-cubicle-inhabitants into carnatic music. Found a willing disciple in Rajeshvaran. Based on some vague instinct, I suggested Sethilapathy. He seems to enjoy it. Sapto is impervious to my entreaties. And Vibha has vanished from her seat.
Gandhi
Listening to Vaishnava Jana Ko Tene Kahiye Je and Raghupati Raghava Raja Ram since last night. The M.S. Subbulakshmi version.
Tuesday, 3 May 2005
Suprabhatam
Morning was a happy one. I now own a Philips MP3 (etc) player. Listened to Vijay Siva and Sethilapathi. Life is under control. The milkman gave me my packet of Nandini milk. The paper wala gave me my Times. The iron wala returned my clothes beautifully pressed. I cleaned the house and felt good as I locked it, plugged in my walkman of Aruna Sayeeram and started my walk to reach work.
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