The emotional bond between an artiste and His Instrument

Ustad Amjad Ali Khan lost his cool, damaged in search of his instrument on his flight from Ahmedabad to Mumbai. Pandit Vishwa Allstate Woodlands


Mohan Bhatt was also very excited to be an instrument during his return flight from the damaged USA

In both cases you will find all care has been marked by fragility of the material taken. Even so, this has happened because one element of the charge can only be as valuable as their insurance to those who treat it. It is not yet on the treatment of Car Insurance Woodlands


the charge, it could something like a living being must be treated dawn. From the perspective of an artiste's instrument is more precious than life itself! His nature is priceless and invaluable to pray for him in what amount he can tell?

An incident that had taken place in Chennai in 1993 to explain the point.

Brindavan Madras Express had reached almost 4 hours late that day. Courtesy AIADMK leaders were perched on the rail lines Katpadi Junction, before the engine protest against Karnataka Chief Minister Bangarappa - Cauvery dispute.

Veena Doreswamy Iyengar and the author were sitting in a car on the way to Madras Woodlands. It was midnight and the streets were almost deserted and our car was full again. The pumpkin of the instrument was resting on my lap and the old man while settling down had warned: ". When the car was suddenly no longer even a slight touch to the body of the car could be dangerous Sir Please be careful the device extremely sensitive" During the trip we were talking in part, to keep us awake. At a certain point, the veena-maestro described the tragic incident in which he lost his son-in-law in a plane crash in Bangalore on Saturday had little earlier, and I was deep in listening to this heartbreaking account of his, when deepened suddenly I had a look at something big coming in our direction. What exactly was that? A bus, truck or truck? I just could not, yet there was time enough to register it in my head. What followed was all in a split second. There was a terrible noise! We were pushed to our right and the effect was so strong, we lost the focus. In the meantime, the car seemed to have struck against something, and all movement came to an abrupt halt. That turned out later to be a foot-path high enough to stop further movement. The contractions were nerve-wracking, we were subjected to the action. There was no way we learn, could be the reason and how-it-all, if we could free ourselves from the wrecked car we sat in. Meanwhile, the Rexene from above had collapsed completely blocking our frontal view. When we finally managed to come out of the car we are shocked when the front part of the car to find the driver had disappeared! Several car-driver from a nearby corner, stormed up to us. While everyone had seen the vehicle water tankers, which had met us, unfortunately, no one had noted down the registration number. They informed us that our poor driver was lying in a gutter about 25 feet above and also that he was dead!

Doreswamy Iyengar, once you turned the car around and looking for the "sack" broke in my hand! Then he slowly collapsed onto the foot path in a heap and began to cry like a child. There were tell-tale traces of blood on his hands, and dhoti and it was not clear where exactly does he have been hurt when I found him faint murmurs the words, "Oh My veena is gone!"

Instantly I woke up the fact of the veena is one I thought had gone to pieces. However, all pieces are securely held in the cloth covering around him, in a "pocket" to change into my hands. Our own fate could have been worse than that, have nothing will have been scattered everywhere in Peter Street, where the accident had happened for a cover of our body parts. As he sat on the left side, he would be the first to go. Literally, he had saved from the skin of his teeth, and he knew that he was crying like a little child being a mere instrument that he had already served for 52 years plus! (?)

"Sir ... Our lives have remained spared We thank him for the first thing is what you have lost a mere instrument;!. Something that could be used to buy ...." <I had the words used dhuddu up-hakidhre ​​in Kannada literally, if you throw money> line break line break line break line break this somewhat strongly worded expression set by me, the old man was crying uncontrollably and I could only do very little on outside noise, its side and patted him reassuringly on the back, but then honestly, I felt at that moment it was irrational on his part to mourn over a broken instrument, because my heart was too full of gratitude for saving the merciful providence for our lives.

It is learned that Veena Doreswamy Iyengar was never at his ease, whenever he had to go on a tour, during travel is an inevitable part of life artiste. Safety of his instrument always presented the greatest challenge and was often the cause disquietude.

At digress for its risk of occurring, I would like to tell a somewhat humorous incident earlier in his life. Mr. RK Narain had once found him in a dark mood so soon before a trip abroad. And when he got to know the reason for an immediate solution was offered, "I can suggest something. I have an old flute at home, why do not carry, taking with you?"

Why arrested this premonition of the great artist in a lifetime had to be finally materializing on my hands something he only knows who decided to save us! But then this is the heavenly gift of a second life for these artist was not good enough for him only mean one thing. His instrument had over the years to become a part of his being and it meant more to him than life itself! line break line break line break line break this reality, but it was with me only three years later dawn, when I accidentally called him at his residence. As soon as he saw me, he offered me a seat and stormed into the return shortly after with a veena.

"Your new instrument, or what?" - I asked him.

"New not sure it's the same old instrument that you know that guy Ranganatha (shop dealing in musical instruments) to your bank in Malleswaram?."

I nodded my head convey my assent.

"He did it again carefully to my complete satisfaction! You know, it took months to do that?"

The joy I could perceive in his shining eyes, spoke volumes for the happiness he and his beloved instrument again enjoyed in one piece. There was something similar to what he has experienced while receiving Padmashree in the hands of the President of India, if not have more!

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I keep the purpose of this Article, more controlled than if you would please take note of the fact , elements of the charge does not exist as an artist, the instrument, something of inestimable value and more precious than life itself, its owner! And why specifically with how human beings treat!