Thursday, August 13, 2020

Sometimes just one line is enough

 


When words cannot be spoken, people write. Words just don't fall. They are a product of histories, a lot of thought and of journeys. For the writer or the lyricist, words are gems. It is like a gemstone miner sifting the river bed to find a gem. To those who have known the struggle, there's nothing more joyful as finding one. Same goes for lyricists. They look forward. Then they carefully stitch one word with another. Turn them into lines. Yet, incredibly, an intricate art of work. In this process of writing lyrics, the styling and the shaping continues. The greatest lyrics ( let's say the most powerful ones) will make your heart sink.  




Years ago, I wrote about lyricists. While all lyricists are important some lyricists are more important because only a very few have the ability to speak the language of music. To put it in a nutshell: a lyricist's job is to turn an experience or a thought into a few lines. It really does require a lot of work. In fact, writing lyrics can be harder and more important than the song itself, because it must be well thought out and must hit the mark all the time. This is what I believe. The words that bite you, feed you, cure you, all that is created by a lyricist.



However, we hardly get to know about the lyricist in a song. In theory, once a song is released, it belongs to the audience. Thereafter, it is the audience's song. The lyricist dies. Sadly. There was a time when lyricists lost out to composers and singers. Not long ago, when private FM channels and TV channels took over the airwaves, broadcasters talked about everything under the sun but forgot to speak of the song they were about to play. Clearly, not much has changed since then. Yet, the public outrage that has taken place over this issue, with many musicians openly expressing their resentment for not giving credit to songwriters, has compelled the media to give visibility to the lyricist every time they play a song. Now that's something we've collectively achieved and must be appreciated. Yet, interestingly, even Google doesn't carry much information about lyricists. 

 

While lyrics matter, and without them you may not truly understand what the singer is trying to convey, they carry a certain amount of emotional weight. The amount of emotional weight that a song carries depend on the choice of words. While the lyrics  in some songs may not sound that great, in some they are very powerful. And some may require lot of words to convey a thought while some may not. In some instances just one line is enough to catch the heart of the listener. 


 

Think of the last album or track, or a certain verse, you heard. If the words in that particular song or verse you heard made you overwhelm, then the writer of that song has done his / her job right.


Two days ago, I was reminded of a small gathering that took place two years ago in which I was a part of. While there is language in the drinks, and the women and men we share it with, that night my workmates (the majority were men) and I had our choice of drink: whiskey, followed by chatting and storytelling. We didn't forget to sing in the middle of all that. 

My friend, Sithu, who is eloquent and funny, moreover also philosophical and moving with the same ideologies as I have, suggested a song that day. Perum Puragena Aaa Sansare by Senanayake Weraliyadda.  It must be also said that Sithu and I are lovers of music and not a single moment goes by without humming or singing songs whenever we meet and between work hours.  


We sang. And that night, my good friend gave great insight to this song about which I had not given enough thought about all my life. 


I must have been 9 or 10 years old when I first heard Senanayake Weraliyadda. Sixteen years later, on that night, when my friend pointed out this single line in the song and asked me what I think about it, I am not sure how I reacted to his question. But I remember telling him this: whoever wrote the lyrics is a brilliant writer. 


It seems that some writers are ingenious when it comes to capturing life using words. Mahakanumulle Vajira Himi is certainly one of them.  Mahakanumulle Vajira Himi wrote Perum Puragena Aaa Sansare after witnessing the suicide of a woman on the railway track when traveling by train. It was later found out that the girl couldn't get over her lost love. 


The song ends with a remarkable line that perhaps correlates with Buddhism.


දිවිය මොන තරම් සුන්දර දෝ - දුකම කොයිතරම් සතුටක් දෝ  

This life’s so beautiful - And this sadness is so much fun


The Enlightened One states that having to be born means having to suffer. Vajira Himi thus tells us that people are acutely conscious of the pain that the world is made of, and yet they find it quite pleasurable. 


We fall sick, we fail exams, we lose jobs, we lose love, we lose wealth, we lose property and amidst all that chaos we still try to hold on to life. Take more exams, take more jobs, earn more money, find more lovers and the list goes on. 


So, there it is. Sometimes just one line is enough. Because it tells us so much. 





This is my version of the song: Perum Puragena Aa Sansare. 

For the Dell Studio version, check this out: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x4KGx-u81wA

Tuesday, June 16, 2020

වලාකුළු

වලාකුළු තරම් 
අත් හැරීම ගැන දන්න 
වෙන කිසිවක්
නැති තරම්ය. 

වලාකුළු-
සියල්ලම එකතු වුනු පසු
එකවර බිමට
අත් හරින.


අපි,
සියල්ලම එකතු වුනු පසුත්
තව තවත්
එකතු කරන.

Monday, April 20, 2020

Accidents



I am accident-prone
Occasionally break things 
Drop a water glass 
Knock a plate on the sink wall-
I'm clumsy.
I calculate answers properly
but forget to keep the decimal point. 
Type documents 
and close them without saving.
Spill tea in practiced carelessness.
Misspell a word or miss a word when typing.

Sometimes I
hurt you-scratch you-scrape you 
unthinkingly. 
But in all that 
there's love.

Sunday, September 15, 2019

ගලක් වුනත්
හිතක් පපුවක් තියෙන 
යාන්තන් අඩිය පෑගුනත්
හෙලවෙන


15.09.2019

Tuesday, December 25, 2018

Delicate Things

The delicate things we do,

Sit at a distance in restaurants
and pickpocket gazes

Sometimes you take walks around me
talking to people over the phone

Brush fingers accidentally

and in the occasional anger
you throw in a text message
    we make love

Sunday, December 23, 2018

There's rhythm in everything, only if you care to notice



*Everyone takes a break. Some take breaks from their job. Some take breaks from their education. Some take a break from their friends. Some take a break from internet. Some people retire from their career to take a break. Although some breaks are permanent, some are not.  Among them are those who take breaks from writing and get back again. 
P.S- I didn't write anything for almost two years and  I'm going back again. 


Source: Google 
Everything in life has a rhythm. Only if we care to notice it. Only if we care to listen to it. Life is like a dance, from morning to evening, from month to month and then from year to year we keep doing various things. But way too often we get carried away with things, we loose track and we forget what we were actually trying to do. In the middle of all that, sometimes we worry what other people  think of us. We worry that our rhythm is not on a equal footing as theirs. We worry when people reject our rhythm. We no longer want to feel the natural pulse within ourselves. Instead, we give way to what others want us to become. Sometimes our plans and ideas, the way we want to live and grow, shrink and stall in relationship with the plans and ideas of others. The magic lies in how you handle it. The trick is finding your own rhythm and dancing to it no matter what others might tell you. It’s about being bold and being confident about what you want to do and what you want to become in life. 


Rhythm is important. To become a good dancer, you need to develop good rhythm in your body. Rhythm is important for a dancer to make sure that he or she is taking the right steps at the right time. Rhythm is important for a singer. Rhythm keeps a song moving along, it gives motion. Rhythm helps to understand if a singer is singing the song in the right phase of whether he or she is going out of the way. Rhythm is important for a listener who listens to a drummer. It helps the listener to keep aware of where the beats are. The rhythm also helps a drummer know if he or she is playing the music right. A rhythmic gymnast must master the rhythm. It is to the rhythm in music they swing in circles, skip on the rope, jump through loops, bounce, throw or roll and what not. Rhythm plays a major role in their performance. They may score less if they break the rhythm during a performance. And so it is for a synchronized swimmer. A synchronized swimmer’s movements depend on the rhythm of the choreography. Having a sense of musicality and rhythm in the body helps an artistic swimmer always perform better. It doesn’t stop there. Even running needs rhythm. To be better at running it is important for a runner to take it slow on the first few days and gradually increase their phase. The faster you start the slower you will finish a race. The slower you start the more you can keep running. A runner, therefore must know when to be fast and when to slow down in a race. 


Come to think of it. There is rhythm in your body too. Everytime you sway your hips, you sway it to a particular tempo. Your eyes blink to a rhythm. You wiggle your toes to a rhythm. You clap to a rhythm. Be it fast or slow. The most important rhythm we all take part in is breathing. You heart is a drum with a unique sound and it beats to sacred rhythms. When you climb a staircase, your heart beats fast. When you are at sleep it slows down. We take our breathing for granted, usually every minute without being aware of it.  We don’t know whether it is fast or slow, whether we hold it or not, whether it is shallow or deep, but the breath keeps going. Most of us don’t pay attention to the breath – the in-breath, the out-breath and it’s rhythm, the connection. It is interesting how we just don’t pay attention to a simple thing happening inside our body. 



Even a house can have a rhythm in the way the windows have been placed or in the way the lamps or bulbs have been fixed. There is a pattern or rhythm in the way the tiles are laid. There is repetition of pattern in the way the arcs are built in the nine archs bridge in Ella. The repeated arches in the Roman Colosseum is another example of rhythm in world architecture. Clothes can have a rhythm in the way that stripes or dots follow a pattern. Even day and night occurs to a rhythm. The earth is constantly rotating  and everytime it faces the sun, that part of the earth will have daytime and the otherside that doesn’t receive sunlight will have night time. The pattern keeps changing depending on earth’s rotation. Even the phases of the moon changes and repeats  over and over again in a rhythm. 



There is rhythm in things we do everyday. It could be a daily practice or a ritual. For example; going to bed at the same time every night, meditating for ten minutes every morning soon as you wake up or it could be writing a journal before you go to bed everyday or the first thing you do when you get to office is browsing through your mails. Likewise we naturally set a flow to our life and sync with it.



Take a trip by train. Sit by the window. Close your eyes and carefully listen to the noise that the train makes. Trains make rhythmic sounds when their wheels pass over a rail joint. Everytime a train steps on the fish plates that are kept on equal distances, they make the ‘clickety-clackety’ sound. If you travel by train on a windy day, you’ll hear the whooshing sound of the wind at regular intervals in a certain speed. Think of trees. They sway to the way of wind in a certain rhythm. During heavy winds they shake fast and they sway slow to a gentle breeze. We don’t notice the rhythm from a distance. Only if we stand close to a tree we will know it. Think of throwing a stone across a river. The stone skips in a way that it will bounce on the water many times to a particular rhythm before sinking. Think of a dripping tap. The water would leak to a ticking sound in a certain tempo. And so do the water that drips from a gutter after rain. Think of a time you pump gas to your vehicle. The pump makes a consistent whinning noise in a pattern when disgorging the fuel. Several years back I found that the airport baggage belt makes a noice to a rhythm. As the belt on the carousel started to go in rounds, so did the beat. It had a series of clack- clacks keeping the 4/4 time. 


Rhythm is everywhere.  In the heartbeats of our chests. In the footsteps we keep. There’s rhythm when birds flap their wings. There is rhythm in the bump of cars over uneven roads. Everything around us has a meter. Everything in the universe has rhythm. Everything dances. The way they dance may be different. But that difference is what makes the world a fascinating one. 


It is simple. Find your own rhythm and dance to it. 

Saturday, November 3, 2018

Flavors

When you look into my eyes, steal gazes
              it is sweet-
It is sweet like the Hershey's chocolate
In soft touch and kiss, it is a hot pink donut
When you cut heart with words, crush dreams,
             it is  as bitter as home-brewed ale
You pass like the wind, swiftly giving me chills
        like peppermint going down the throat
Your banter, sticky like cheese sauce
And that's how it is,
this love of ours has many flavors.