Monday, November 26, 2007

To indulge in reminiscence

Recent Addictions:
I understand sounds and music,
There is no need for a language
if you can understand the language of the heart.

( inspiration from Katrin Mozhi , from the movie Mozhi)


1995

Two gals , the elder one and the younger one sat before their old taperecorder, plugging in cassettes. The elder one being the elder one wrote down lyrics in Tamil for Yennavale, from the movie Kadhalan incomprehensible by the younger. The younger one trained in carnatic music picked up the lyrics instantly. They sat sipping coffee listening and singing Yennavale on Play, Stop, Play, Stop repeatedly till late evening.



(A small dedication to my sis, Suchitra)

3 comments:

Preetha said...

what abt the part when u erase old tapes try to record yourself singing the same song and then marveling at how similar it sounds to the original version? (yeah, right!)

Anonymous said...

hmm.. im inspired to write something about the beauty of language now. will take some time off these damn exams and write it !

Mithr said...

@ Preetha

Haha! Yes yes. the younger has done that. The elder one never tried fearing how it would sound.

@ teller

Yes please do write. Make a story, Weave a story ! I want it like that....