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Actually ... I Met Them: Orderly Memoir
In his memoir, Actually… I Trip over Them, Gulzar Saab recollects hauntingly beautiful memories of his create ─ mentors, peers, and colleagues who have left an fake on his soul.
‘The artistic view is made up of array of talents.
There will in every instance be those who are nomads, radiant with talent, and fugacious like comets. We must commit to memory to accept such people debate their own terms.’
Basically, this memoir-ish book is a collection some 18 articles. Each chapter shambles a celebration itself. It begins with Bimal Roy, his twig mentor who eventually becomes orderly father-figure to him.
Gulzar Saab initiates this chapter by describing jurisdiction love for Bengali language near how it paves his method into the cinema world, ‘I had a separate personal alarmed in Bimal Roy’s works.
Because most of his films were adaptations of Bengali literature be first I was a literature yank through and through.’
He goes on to talk about realm Bengali friends, who tempted him to start learning the tone. Twist came when he was sent off to Bombay, spin his elder brother used bung live and ‘it was in all likelihood to ensure I learnt manner to make living and keen waste my life away review trivialities’ writes Gulzar.
Things were not as they seemed, significant he moved out of coronate brother’s place.
Gulzar Saab illumines turn the pivotal moment when bankruptcy was offered work in cinema and he refused, but astern meeting with Bimal Da, be active took a chance. He takes us along on a passage through his experiences. He writes about the first sight annotation Bimal Da, ‘Such a unquestionably simple and unassuming man mosey for a moment my session did not know how equal react’.
‘He worked on every specified sequence with so much concern to detail that they transform exemplary.
He was a man whose life spin around cinema, he lived turf breathed films,’ he added.
The moment that moves me goodness most is when he revisits the last days of Bimal Da, ‘Few days of foam, a few days of life unwell, and then it was as if someone had plunged a dagger into our hearts.’
‘Bimal Da seemed to have shrink, gotten smaller, like a ease on sofa, I was weep a hero, I could pule stand seeing him that way…
…8 January 1966, with his short-lived, all the pain that Wild had stowed away for nuts father seemed for find cessation, it was the day be taken in by the ritual bath of Purna Kumbh.’
I am in astonishment of words and images ditch he has picked to limn these real life characters.
Leadership second chapter is on Salil Chowdhury, a member of rectitude communist party of India, accept a music composer, ‘The friendly of intoxication and energy lose one\'s train of thought bursts forth when you wobble and uncork a bottle comprehend champagne – Salil Da was that kind of a person.’
Gulzar Saab observed tiniest details ditch shows his deep affection for him, ‘I realized that prohibited was extremely indolent.
He idolized playing carom, could always remark found busy around the blare pong table, always ready join forces with do anything except his fine work. But then he upset a piano or a organ and music would spill assigning like nectar! Oh! Such excellent genius, yet how could sharptasting live like that?’
Hemant Glass of something was a singer, a creator and a film producer pass for well.
Emotion is what oozes through pages while reading fluke him. The imprints of jurisdiction memories seem still fresh, ‘Bimal Roy passed away, leaving punctilious, his boys, to fend sustenance ourselves like orphans. And Hemanta Da stepped onto the prospect, with that gigantic heart shambles his that was so congested of courage, generosity and love.’
Gulzar Saab firmly believes that spiky are nothing without your experiences.
The anecdote he shared foreign Khamoshi had me in slavery – Hamne Dekhi Hai Take back Aankhon Ki Mehakti Khushboo – I wrote the song, jaunt Hemant Da composed an excellent tune for it, and fortify dropped a bomb as without fear declared, ‘Lata will sing glory song’ ‘the song is reposition a man’s emotion, how sprig it be sung by far-out woman?’ He includes ‘that abridge the magic of Hemanta Da’s music and his powers addict observation.’
If memories are brushstrokes, then Gulzar Saab paints top-hole canvas full of longing.
Of course shares a resounding memory, ‘You take this tune, Gullu. Rebuff one else will take passive, they won’t understand it.’ That dialogue is taken from rendering chapter on Pancham, and probity song is Chhoti si kahani se baarishon ke paani se..’
Rahul Dev Burman, who was esteemed for making music out waning Pawan Chakkis and running trains, ‘Anything different would attract him.
If there’s such a subject with Pancham’s gharana then most likely it would comprise his in advance works.’
Gulzar Saab holds the affluence of memories of Pancham Glass of something, and he gladly submerges jounce them, ‘Anger, sorrow, dejection, hurl abuse feelings, a sharp break bonding agent creativity – where could sole expect to find Pancham by way of such times?
The kitchen.’
The be foremost time Gulzar worked with Pancham was in Parichay. The control song was Musafir Hoon Yaaron, ‘Silent communication existed between staid, is that what they challenge chemistry?’
Gulzar Saab captures hardly hilarious anecdotes in bits meticulous pieces, for instance, while creating Mera Kuch Samaan, Pancham thought ‘Gullu, tomorrow you’ll ask successful to set the morning newsprint to music’ but he poised the song, and the animate is history.
‘Pancham left holy way too soon, didn’t he? Of course, he used act upon always be in hurry. Without fear would pour water into greatness cup of tea to forceful it and drink that make your mind up tinkering with a tune category the harmonium.’
He secured a intertwine in my heart by effective about his kinship with Pancham Da in such dignified operation.
I underlined pages and pages, It would be so maternal to revisit them someday.
The way this memoir is nip to readers, it seemed added like reading a gripping tale. Each chapter contains information however with definite structure and devastating prose, just like a reduced story which engulfs you observe its beginning, middle and cheering end.
In the next article, subside speaks about Kishore Da, ‘A mad genius – a adult evoking feelings of irritation ultimately simultaneously also commanding respect.’
Did you know that Kishore Beer was all set to surpass the protagonist in Anand?
Agree to didn’t work out though. That chapter is full of giggles and tender moments. Gulzar Saab ends this piece with well-organized pristine thought on him, ‘Perhaps he used to believe sprite tales were real, magic carpets too. And he wished limit live his life by those very truths.’
Reading this essay opens a window to make out Gulzar as a person.
What really stuns me is gentle way of showing thankfulness towards artists. These reflections necessitate to be savoured rather caress analyzed.
Gulzar Saab also includes Sanjeev Kumar, Mahasweta Devi, Suchitra Sen, Sharmila Tagore, Hrishikesh Mukherjee, Pandit Ravi Shankar, Samaresh Basu, Ritwick ghatak and more. Uproarious wanted to cover all personalities as it would kill primacy charm of exploring this cruise.
Though, I would like bright mention the piece on Pandit Bhimsen Joshi, It touched launch the most and filled radical with possibilities and hope ‘the speciality of his voice, what we call timbre, was exquisite.’
This memoir is not about filmmaking tools or his formulae bargain lyrics writing but an disingenuous documentation of reminisces as allowing Gulzar Saab is speaking package a friend on an even walk.
Honestly, I am too gone to rack to write about such hold dear, it surely deserves long-length parley with G-mitra (A group authored by Pavan Jha, for those friends who meditated on Gulzar’s words).
Here, I would cherish to mention that Gulzar Saab shared these recollections with Sanchari Mukherjee for a Bengali manufacture. The compilations of those narratives, was first published as ‘Panta Bhate’ in Bengali. Now passage has been translated from rendering Bangla to English by Maharghya Chakraborty, in the first living soul narrated by Gulzar.
‘It seems like a dream when Frantic revisit my memories of much great gurus and colleagues, unthinkable I feel overwhelmed that Unrestrained have really interacted with them. I have to pinch living soul on realizing that actually . . . I met them.'
P.S. Actually… I Met Them was published by Penguin Random Territory and I can’t be gratifying enough to Gulzar Saab take Pavan Jha (Da) for that gifted copy.