I think I have become the "frog in the well", listening to the same playlist. You can also suggest singers, composers, lyricists, albums etc.
Today, let's travel to Kolkata.
Allow Antaheen (2009) to take you to the nostalgia trip. Even if you have not visited the city of Joy, you will feel the city in this song. And let me confess something which I usually don't do- I was completely smitten by Radhika Apte's grace in this movie (and particularly in this song). Sorry for this fan boy drooling :P
Shantanu Moitra deployes his tried and tested trademark style of sweet melodies (One can very easily recall Parineeta's music which came four years before. Let me remind this song named as "Piyu Boley", sung by Shreya).
The movie is also one of my bestest Bangla movies. Will urge watching it, in case you intend to take your mind off, and are looking for some soothing art. This movie's story was not only written so well, but it was also directed magically. Apparently, Antaheen clinched the 'best movie' award in that year's National Film awards.
(PS- Movie is in Bangla, but is freely available on Youtube that too with subtitles. Na bhi dekh paao to kahani padh lena)
Presenting my fav track from the album:
Never Knew You understand Bengali
Today, let's travel to Kolkata.
Allow Antaheen (2009) to take you to the nostalgia trip. Even if you have not visited the city of Joy, you will feel the city in this song. And let me confess something which I usually don't do- I was completely smitten by Radhika Apte's grace in this movie (and particularly in this song). Sorry for this fan boy drooling :P
Shantanu Moitra deployes his tried and tested trademark style of sweet melodies (One can very easily recall Parineeta's music which came four years before. Let me remind this song named as "Piyu Boley", sung by Shreya).
The movie is also one of my bestest Bangla movies. Will urge watching it, in case you intend to take your mind off, and are looking for some soothing art. This movie's story was not only written so well, but it was also directed magically. Apparently, Antaheen clinched the 'best movie' award in that year's National Film awards.
(PS- Movie is in Bangla, but is freely available on Youtube that too with subtitles. Na bhi dekh paao to kahani padh lena)
Presenting my fav track from the album:
Never Knew You understand Bengali
Hey hi!
No no. I don't know Bangla. But have been a language enthusiast since last few years (dunno if there exists such hobby), thus I like fiddeling with language, and am open to suggestions and experimentations. Nevertheless, attempted once to learn the bengali barnmala (alphabets), and found that except few letters, most of them are very similar to hindi. My mother tongue is very close to bangla (have lot of words in common) hence khasi dikkat nahi aati samjhne mei. Have been an admirer of Bengali Bhadralok culture (the term is much malinged these days owing to political exigencies), and a gigantic fan of Satyajit Ray. I still remember picking up Feluda in my school library in class 9, and that was my introduction and entry ticket to the world of books.
Parantu aami bangla boltey paari naay !
Masaan is one of my all time favourite albums. And in my college hostel, Varun Grover was considered as demigod.
Can't resist writing or commenting on it. Will write soon about this album (I don't think anything is left to be commented upon, as Masaan is one of the important milestone not only in world cinema, but also for hindi saahitya itself), but for now sharing this beautiful video about the lyrics of Masaan from one of my fav YouTube channel.
Mood:
“सीने में जलन, आखों में तूफ़ान सा क्यूँ है?
इस शहर में हर शक्स परेशान सा क्यूँ है?
दिल है तो धड़कने का बहाना कोई ढूँढे?
पत्थर की तरह बेहिस-ओ-बेजान सा क्यूँ है?
तन्हाई की यह कौनसी मंजिल है रफीकों?
ता-हद्द-ए-नज़र एक बयाबान सा क्यूँ है?
क्या कोई नयी बात नज़र आती है हम में?
आईना हमे देख के हैरान सा क्यूँ है?”
.“What’s the cause for this burning feeling and all the confusion in me?
And why does everyone in the city seem to have similar worries?
Why is my heart looking for a special reason to beat?
And why has it suddenly become as flat and as lifeless at a stone?
Tell me friends, what secluded place have I come to?
As far as the eye can see, why is there is nothing but an uninhabited desert?
Has anything changed in my appearance lately?
Why then, does the mirror get stupefied by my reflection in it?”