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Divinity Unfathomable...

I have often listened to and thoroughly enjoyed this beautiful semi-classical piece from the Malayalam movie Sargam (1992) - Krishna Kripa Sagaram. Yesterday, I was listening to it on Youtube when I happened to notice the lyricist of this song. So here goes the details of the song:

Singer: Chithra KS, Yesudas KJ
Music Director: Bombay Ravi
Lyrics: Yusuf Ali Kechery

I don't know how many of you would notice, or even if it is really something to ponder over- this song which has been written by a Muslim, sung by a Christian has a Hindu overtone (basic theme being - prostrations to Lord Krishna). There is unquestionable divinity and earnestness in the song that one can feel. Where are the religious barriers that man has created against man here? Muslim, Christian, Hindu are labels we have created to classify men... and this song stands as one of the many examples that shuns such labels. I hope men continue to show the kind of unity they show in arenas such as music/sports/art forms etc. and even broaden it out to their everyday lives.
May only love and peace prevail...
Lokaha Samasthaha Sukhino Bhavantu...

For those who want to enjoy the beautiful lyrics:

Krishna kripa saagaram…..
Krishna kripa saagaram
Guruvayoopuram janimokshakaram
Guruvayoopuram janimokshakaram

Munijana vanditha murahara baalam
Muralee lolam mukura kapolam
Muralee lolam mukura kapolam
Ananthasayaanam aravinda nayanam
Ananthasayaanam aravinda nayanam
Vandhe madhusoodhanam…….

Raadhaa hrudhayam hari madhu nilayam
Adharam shonam manasija baanam
Adharam shonam manasija baanam
Sugandha nidhaanam suruchira vadhanam aa…aa…
Sugandha nidhaanam suruchira vadhanam
Laasyam athi mohanam…..

Comments

ranjit nair said…
Hi Gouri,

Also a testament of moving beyond state boundaries.The music director is Bombay Ravi or Ravi Shankar Sharma, a north Indian who I believe made a sincere effort with Malayalam as a music director.
September 26, 2009 at 10:16 AM
ranjit nair said…
Discovered one more thing... the entire song is written in sanskrit, a north Indian ancient language by a malayalee,again might hv been a big effort.
September 26, 2009 at 10:40 AM
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