Thursday, February 3, 2011


Bhav Muke

The recent album of poems of Ramesh Tendulkar raised lots of expectations for me. Not only because it was launched by his son Sachin Tendulkar but also because it was composed by Ashok Patki and poems were sung by stalwarts like Shankar Mahadevan, Swapnil Bandodkar, Shan, Suresh Wadkar, Hariharan, Mandar Apte and Ajit Deval. So, went to the shop, purchased it and played on the system. Initial reaction: Disappointment. All the nine poems seem to be sung in almost the same, monotonous tone. You really do not see any variation, warranted either by the theme or by the singer. The absence of a woman singer also adds to this tedium (remember the album of Anil’s poems ‘तुझ्याविना’, where the strengths of different singers - including Devki Pandit - were so nicely exploited?). And yet, in this album, the poems sung by Dr. Ajit Deval (म्हटली तर ओळख) and Mandar Apte (अर्थ अर्थ) are outstanding. Even the last one by Hariharan (निरोप घेऊन) is haunting if you do not listen to other poems before it.

But the use of Marathi on the covers!!! The mistakes are definitely unpardonable for an album of a Marathi Professor. भाव मुके” are two words; they should not be written as “भावमुके”. The words written like पहाताएत, देताएत, and होताएत are equally jarring.

But you can throw the covers aside. Concentrate on poems! Listen carefully; wipe a tear or two, if they appear so naturally.

Who knows, the music will also grow on you as you listen more often.

No, I do not repent purchasing this album. आनंद घेतोए!

Saturday, January 8, 2011

Where Are U on this U-Chart?


I am happy when others are happy. I am happy when Sachin scores another ton. I am happy when my grandchildren are cheerfully twitting.

I am rarely unhappy. If anyone asks me, anytime in the day or night, how do I feel, I would always answer “Happy like AP”!

I thought happiness was in my blood, chromosomes, DNA, brain, mind – all over me since my birth. Was I not smiling when I failed in an interview, or was scolded by my teacher when I dared to take a nap in the class? Yes, I must have been looking foolish all those times, but happy I certainly was. And I was proud of this ability till I read in the Economist (of London, England, naturally) of 18th December 2010 that, if I am like an American, this is my recently acquired trait after I got my silver locks.

Yes, you are right. According to this article, a person is quite happy when he is 18. Then the poor chap goes downward. The happiness meter shows a declining trend. Down, Down, till he reaches 35. Lowest point in terms of happiness, if you follow Arthur Stone, who made this remarkable discovery. Then, strangely, the person recovers. The index looks upwards. Climbing up! Past 60, the curve still going upward. The curve reaches the maximum point, breaking all records when one is 85! Phew!!

This is the U-curve for U!!

So, now I know!

I am happy because I am old. Because I am old, I have forgotten how unhappy I was when I was young, shouldering this and that responsibility and becoming anxious, stressful, greedy, competitive, and you know what. As I advance in age, I am becoming mature, understanding, wise, and .. but you know all that!

No point in searching for the secret. It is not genes; it is the age, old boy!!

And another silver hair..., I am going to be happier and happier every day, till I reach 85!!

Something to look forward to!!

Happy New Years!!