I recently wrote about my experiment with learning “Kurai Onrum Illai” (https://momto2cuddlebugs.wordpress.com/2014/01/01/no-regrets/), and b*%ched about so-so lyrics. While I did ultimately acknowledge the positivity in the composition, I was totally cavalier (and unfair) in comparing it to really sucky lyrics from present day hindi film song (v. ashamed in retrospect).
My friend, D (who was my original inspiration for learning this song) posted a comment, which disturbed me big time (no fault of yours, D). I find what D said in her comment and the article she referenced humbling and inspiring. I was blown away when I read it yesterday. I found myself thinking about it again first thing this morning while making my tea. So. Decided to share them here – both D’s comment and the article she shared:
“I was visiting India in 2002 when I read this article. Prior to reading it, I was vaguely aware of the song (my attitude could be summed up as “another” very nice rendition by MSS), but nothing that resonated with me in any special way. After reading this piece, I couldn’t forget it…that Rajaji could compose it after undergoing so many immense personal losses (a single one of which would have been more than enough to render most of us bitter and angry) was eye-opening in many ways. I have listened to it over and over again since then (during happy and not-so-happy times), and I am not exaggerating when I say that it reinforces my faith (and a “stop whining and be content with what you’ve been given” feeling) every single time.”
Thanks for the perspective, D. Much appreciated.
Ok. With that out of my chest…
Feeling like a little less of an AH than I did yesterday. 😉