The Music Ghai

Subhash Ghai, my buddy has send me a Cd with a song he has just recorded and he transports me to another world. The man has a way of making music, eternal. Almost every film of his has scored with music. The man wants to know what I think about the song. What I think? God its awesome, it rocks, its forcing me to hit the rewind button again and again so my ears can celebrate what he has created.

Everyone associates music with the showman Subhash Ghai for all the right reasons. But very few have been as lucky enough as me as to be closely connected to this genius as to know why his music never fails.

The man and his music mantra is a very simple one. He is married to music. He does not only has a ear for good music, he plays around five instruments himself. Talking about his love for music he tells me, " it was because of my mum and dad that I took to music. They told me to hear what the when the world makes music when its not doing so in the real sense of the word. Be it the sound of temple bells and the persuasive singing of a seller trading his wares. The cattle grazing, the human chomping on a delicious meal, the soft caress of a wind...music makes the world go around." If you feel this was too much of a find for music then wait for what this film man tells me further, "next time you are stuck in a traffic jam...dont lose your temper..listen to the music and you will feel it..." Yeah right!!!

His day begins with music, he drives with music on, he has breakfast, lunch and dinner with music playing. He goes off to sleep with music singing him a lullaby...if music wont make him a muse whom else would it choose as a delivery medium?

As a word of advice to me, the restless soul Ghai tells me why don't I use my Ipod to listen to some music and he guarantees me it will calm me down. He tells me as a cure for my insomnia i should listen to music. I take his advice seriously...the night falls and I put the music waves on. Only with me in seconds all the emotions connected with various songs come gushing to me and I am terribly disturbed. I rush to the mobile make some calls so that my heart can rest for a while...the phone is not answered...i call another number that can calm my nerves even that number is not reachable. I forget the music and its positive effects it has for the Music Ghai...its effect on me has been devastating. I reprimand myself that I should stick to music only in the day time when people are walking on the roads and my loved ones are awake to answer my call.

I am damn disturbed. I need to do something about my head and now that it is shivering with love, betrayal, pain, happiness, memories, dejection, craving et all at the same time. I need the human touch. I dont have any. In this anguish it dawns on me on why music is such a universal language?

A slow song means slow dance in Madras and it means the same in Madrid. It bring back memories in Japan and the same it does in Bombay city. I am bursting I should have never tried music as a sleeping partner. Here I am blogging so I connect with someone...

If music be the food of love... somebody hear me!!! Or should I sing, " Help I need somebody..help..."