I walk on a road lush with dreams,
a road of forgotten and veiled dreams,
sometimes slowly, sometimes gaily,
sometimes lost, sometimes profound,
I walk a road of unknown mysteries,
fervently finding my way through the endless path.....

Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Unsung. Forgotten.

Music and songs have been one of the pillars of Bollywood.

Movies gaining their share of fame even before hitting the screen is mainly through its songs. 

In fact, a catchy or peppy number has come across as the foremost promotional strategy for movie marketing. 
A lot of times you hear a song and instantly remember the movie, its actors, storyline and related stuff. 
Or at times, you hear a song and it resonates so deeply with you that you develop interest in the movie and its characters too. 

A rising trend these days has been the peppy and loud item numbers that smartly lure listeners into their extremely catching lyrics and tunes which in turn creates popularity for the movie. 
Some recent movies have achieved remarkable success at the box office just by a single catchy and flashy item song. 

Another trend these days are the 'so called raps'. I would rather refer to them as mindless rhyming since they fail to make any sense what so ever. 

Unfortunately these raps and vulgar item numbers are becoming a fad amongst youngsters and every single teenager can be seen going crazy behind it. 

This negative trend is sadly and slowly destroying the complete essence and charm of music. 

The depth and elegance of old Bollywood songs seems to be completely lost. 
In the past, every song that was introduced carried such impeccable depth and meaning to it. 
Each and every verse spoke for itself. The melody, the tune, the words, all of it compelled you to think. 

These songs carried whole stories in them. They had the power to teach you important lessons of life. They had the touch to make you cry. To make you laugh. To make you love. 

The slow rhythms and melodious voices spoke for the power of music.

The songs of olden times have such meanings that still capture ones heart. 
Unfortunate it is that these pearls of music are slowly dying. They are forgotten somewhere in the midst of loud and obscene tunes of today.
Words of depth are crushed by the meaningless bantering. 

I frankly dread at the sight of seeing youngsters blindly singing gibberish lyrics and aping the shallow rappers and singers. 
I do not intend to disrespect anyone's creativity but being creative doesn't mean one plays with other's feelings and totally ignore the social responsibilities.

A few of those who cherish and remember them are almost gone too. 
This era of tangible melody is on the verge of extinction. 

The essence of music is unsung. Unheard. Forgotten. 

It may sounds dramatic but these pearls of wisdom need to be saved. Those who understand their worth need to get them back. They deserve to live forever. From eternity to eternity. Not just in our memories or forgotten lip singing but in our present and future. 

So that we too are not deprived of the pleasures of singing them to our children and grandchildren like our mothers and grandmothers did.

Music has a soul and it should not be killed. 

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