Friday, January 31, 2014

At the attic- Not at all asking "Indendu vachitira" (why have you come here?)

The one good lesson I have learnt in the many years now of interaction with scholars, pandits and great people is a precious secret of how we find sources. Often when I meet younger students they ask me how I go after my sources and where to begin etc. While that is a very complex question and the answer would vary from person to person, quest to quest, there is one simple truth of an answer in it. As my guru Sekeezaar Adi-p-podi Dr.T.N.Ramachandran sir told me years ago, when we persevere and go relentlessly after a fact or source, it may evade us now. It will. And it is at that point that we must invoke. We invoke a deeper sense and connection that we believe we have with the truth that is around us in this universe. Then, when we least expect it, these truths or leads or sources will start hounding us. They will reach us. The story below will explain this phenomenon.

The year is 1998. I am a young teenager who is learning dance and a very active performer on stage under my guru Sarasama. One day, from her rich repertoire she chooses to teach me a beautiful padam in Telugu "Indendu vacchi tira". True to her style of teaching for me, she familiarized me to the music and imbibed in me the musicality for Suruti (the ragam of the padam) and the misra chapu (seven beats) in its rhythm. At which point she told me "listen, go fetch the meaning and other details of the song from TSP mama for yourself". Now, who is TSP mama. When I met him in the earlier part of 90-s he was a young 75 year old man! Full of zeal for karnatik music, Indian dance (all forms), harikatha, bhajana sampradaya, history, archaeology, and what not. He was a polyglot, musicologist and a great friend of the arts and the artistes. He was the secretary of Music Academy then (with 30 years of service) and  was instrumental in bringing many a scholarly volume for us. I, from the age of 12 was his disciple! 72 would teach a 12 to spell and write words like "Natyasastra", "Abhinayam" etc. Such was our bond. He was my best friend, my confidant, my mentor, my motivator and much more. 

When I ran into his house one day announcing proudly that I have learnt the famous  "indendu" he said "aiyaiyo! (alas) you are in for trouble." I was shocked obviously and asked him what the matter was. When a dance guru from the hereditary community teaches any composition they would simply without much ado jump into its performative intricacies. There would be no discussion on the raga, tala, mode of the song, or any such academic analysis. The dancer no matter how old or young would simply watch and repeat and learn. It has a meditative quality to this process where the entire communication is non verbal and intuitive. Whereas, when a musicologist teaches anything they would begin with a long discourse on the context, history, date, name of the composer etc before teaching us the meaning or comprehensions of the song. I had the rare fortune of learning almost each piece from both these angles. What questions I couldn't ask Sarasama I would bombard TSP mama with. So, when I put a pen to paper mama told me, Indendu is a controversial padam. People usually say it is a Kshetrayya Padam but it is not, he said. Kshetrayya padams always will have the mudra (signature) of "Muvva gopala". This songs has none, also it uses a name Kasturi Ranga, therefore it has to be a composition of Kasturi Ranga perhaps, he concluded. As an obedient student of mama I believed that it was Kasturi Ranga, the composer. But slowly as the years rolled by and Indendu became an often repeated composition of my repertoire and as my own acedemic comprehensions started widening, , my mind would wonder as to how come there are no other compositions by Kasturi Ranga, if he was after all the composer of this famous padam? My TSP mama had passed away by then. Without a brain to storm this with, I let the internal conflict about the authorship of this most beautiful padam rest within me. 

Years rolled by. Many Indendu performances too. One day, I was sitting at my desk reading some manuscripts of a Telugu yakshaganam for my research. I was also simultaneously scribbling the geneologies of various Kings, their contributions, the vageyyakaras (poet musicians) whom they patronized. 

This King in the line of the Madurai Nayaks was Kasturi Ranga Nayaka (15th century). He was a weak but nevertheless patronizing king and was an early contemporary of Vijayaraghava Nayaka (the Tanjore Line) in whose court  was patronised Kshtrayya. When I was writing this down, it suddenly struck me that Kshetrayya traveled to the court of Madurai and Srirangam many times during his lifetime. More importantly I found enough evidence (with many many other examples) to understand that Kshetrayya did not use his mudra Muvvagopala while writing eulogy compositions (padams ) on Kings but only when he addressed the hero to be his favourite Krishna, Muvva gopala. I sat at my desk at 3 am. (yes I work those timings)  wondering if this solves my long quest for an answer of whose composition Indendu was. It could very well be Kshetrayya's. Subbarama Dikshitar is right, I thought to myself! We can vouch Kshtrayya quality in this padam with the lovely language and musicality. But if he didnt sing it on Kasturi Ranga, the King, he perhaps sang it on Kasturi Ranga (the Utsavar of Sri rangam- The Azagiya Manavalar)!!!One way or other, it is Kshetrayya with historical context. Not a improbable, evidence less some random Kasturi Ranga (TSP mama would have been thrilled with this revelation of mine with evidence, I thought)

"Mandara giri dharudaina Kasturi rangesa..."

In all, TSP mama gave me the puzzle and TNR sir helped me find a vision to perhaps find an answer to it.



Dr.Swarnamalya Ganesh   www.facebook.com/fromtheatticcomingsoon
At the attic- Not at all asking Indendu vachitira (why have you come here)

Please listen to this beautiful rendition of Indendu is the Veena Dhanammal Patandaram...it is a stunning visual of what musicality is rendered...


Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Covenant with the Attic

He was the most illustrious of his dynasty. The moment we hear his name our minds will wander to the temple city of the South- Madurai 

He ruled from Madurai between 1623-59. This mighty king was not just a great ruler but also a very keen connoisseur of the various arts. It was in his court that the legendary Nilakanda Dikshita, nephew of the celebrated advaitin, Sri Appaiyya Dikshita was. He was also patron to Sri Kumara Gurupara Swamigal who wrote the beautiful Maduraikalambakam describing the various lilas (acts of playful deliverance) of Lord Sundareshwara, the presiding deity of Madurai.

According to the traveler's accounts of Taylor in the Oriental Historical Manuscripts "He was seated on a the beautiful gem studded throne placed at the natakashala where he would spend his evenings watching dancers sing, dance and perform the various dances in the light that glows from the torches that would illuminate the room"

He was a great patron to Tamil scholars, painters and sculptures. Speaking of sculptures, did you know that there are several sculptures of this famous King in the Madurai temple which depict him as a young lad (as a Prince), a youthful king in his prime and then also as a middle aged man (with a paunch) and a beard! 

When you walk around the Aarukaal Pitham  of the Minakshi amman temple at Madurai do not forget to see Him standing majestically with his reigning Queens in tow!!!

When I was shooting for a production of Mr.Bharathiraja called "tekkatti ponnu" I was travelling every month for several days to Madurai, Dindugal and Theni. To me that was God sent time to spend with my "heroes" I would wander around these palaces and temples for hours in between my shoots, staring at each of the stones, sculptures and paintings. In my research, when ever I would have doubts, pauses in thought process, a hiatus, I would go back to stare at these faces, places and take a waft of the atmosphere in...and there I would somehow find an answer, a solution, some what like a covenant between them and me! Will tell you more in detail

watch out for more 

Dr.Swarnamalya Ganesh
Covenant with the Attic
Tekkatti Ponnu stealing her moments with her
heroes


Nataka shala- covenant 


Monday, January 27, 2014

swooning at the Chutzpah, in awe at the Attic



They waltz in together. Two women adorned with beautiful nose rings, toes rings, chutti, Jadai billai, naagar, their silken pallus sweeping the floor, thick braided hair swinging from side to side, they walk into the room. Every eye turns towards them. The air is filled with the scent of the champaka, punnaaga, mallika and jaati flowers sewn into their long dark tresses. Holding her heads low, they take a bow. While doing so, one of them looks up at Him and gives an ever so slight,  faint smile that no one but Him and her are aware of. They steal glances as the women bring their palms together for a ceremonial Namaskaram. Then slowly they move their hands up above in a ceremonial salaam!

While every man in the room stood transfixed by the sheer grace of their moving fingers, their hearts suspended in mid air only to be jolted back to real time with His resonating voice. Oh learned sire! ask them the questions. Test them. Show to the world what they possess! Nervously, the scholars chime together

"Ayyaiyaa swami...nagara lakshmi saraswatilu saakshaatkarinchi andaga parikshaleenaiya?!!!"
 "Aiy aiy our great master! these are the incarnations of Lakshmi and Saraswati standing before us here, how do we quiz them?!!!"
 HE was mighty pleased with this response, however coaxed the scholars to ask a few questions, only to gloat their prowess in the presence of the men of his world.

Just then entered a hurrying page boy. He was carrying a palm leaf letter. "Excuse me master. I am ordered by the sovereign's first lady to hand this over immediately to her" Saying so, he pointed the leaf in the direction of one of the women. Unfazed, she reached for the leaf and deftly swirled in open. She read it  and let out a small chuckle. Slowly she walked across to the other corner of the room and gently stood on a low raised stool whose legs were adorned with the golden lion motifs. Lions with pearls hanging from their wide open mouth. She placed one foot delicately upon the lion's mouth and spoke thus,  "Oy! boy" she said and  paused dramatically, looked around to ensure that her voice was echoing through the room. "Tell her, the first lady, that if she has the talent, she may keep Him engaged and retracing back to her chambers often. No point grudging my skill" and with that she waved her hands for him to dismiss. She swayed across the room towards Him and found a smile playing at the corner of his lips. She had
won. Her friend hid her amusement behind the edge of her pallu. They looked at each other, nodded, bowed down  and made a triumphant exit from the room, leaving jaws dropping.

What chutzpah, this woman!!!! who is she? who is HE? who is the other lady?

Coming soon....FROM THE ATTIC

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Dr.Swarnamalya Ganesh
Swooning at her chutzpah in awe!

P.S: No. the woman is not me! the photo is here only to promote the event "From the Attic". Just in case you all were wondering:-)