Pots perish, parrots fly out of their cages, lovers leave you and go away... In this song we find Kabir in a melancholic state contemplating the inevitability of death and the many intimations of impermanence that surround us.
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Mooralala Marwada belongs to a lineage of Meghwal singers, who migrated from Rajasthan to Kutch about 300 to 400 years ago. Now settled in the village of Khadeer in Kutch, Mooralala says he’s an 11th generation singer, and that his ‘santaar’ (tambura) must be at least 130 years old! When he first heard the sound of the tambura, he recalls that he was 8 years old, and he was so enchanted, he couldn’t sleep! He moves with ease between nirguni bhajans, traditional folk songs and Sufiana kalaam. Contact Mooralala at +91-87585-51661
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This is one of a series of uploads for Ajab Shahar, a webspace dedicated to mystic poem and song, created by the Kabir Project team (www.ajabshahar.org ; www.kabirproject.org).
Song Credits:
Vocals & Tambura: Mooralala Marwada
Dholak: Parbat Jogi
Ghada Ghamela: Dana Bharmal
Manjiras: Shukriya Naru & Sukhdev
Translation: Shabnam Virmani
Video Credits:
Cameras: Shabnam Virmani & Avanti Sadhu
Editing: Radha Mahendru
Sound: PM Satheesh & team, Fireflys Post-Sound
Recording Facilitation & Support: Deval Mehta & Survaani, Kutch
Sub-Titling: Neha Rajan
Collection: The Kabir Project
Place: Hodka village, Kutch, Gujarat
Date of Recording: June, 2010