In his ten years of life, Bonku had come to realize that his father despised him with a certain dedication. He was scolded often for not having enough friends, for being a favorite pick among the school bullies, for failing to be the class topper and for still sobbing for his mother at night. His weakness angered his father, and his anger humiliated him. That had linked them together somehow.
For me, Dhrupad is the only language that I know. It is a form of art which involves both vocal music and instrumental music. The traditional practice of playing Alaap and Jod in an instrument has actually originated from Dhrupad.
Structurally, Dhrupad comprises of Alaap and Bandish. Above this, if I am to tell you what Dhrupad really is, I would say, it is a milestone of Indian music. It is a proof of the civilization of Indian music.
Life – A River — By Swapnadeep Bhattacharyya — Reading Time – 2 Min Approx A river meanders its way through unknown lands, Yet with utmost resolve it stands, Its knows no end but continues its journey, And finds in Read more
She ran in anger and grief cursing the entire village for they took her husband and left her alone. And now she was glaring into the clear waters thinking about her dead husband. She decided to leave the world and join her companion. As she sat spending her last few moments of life, there appeared a bright light, taking the form of her Neelamegha.