A humble tribute of heartfelt gratitude to the Nightingale of India Lata Mangeshkar ji, who has left us eternal abodes made of sounds that are our homes forever. Everlasting sounds are like exquisite homes, their energy and vibration soaring to great heights in the seven heavens bound in the magic of seven musical notes, in the voice of a singer divine! You can enter the magnificent interiors floating on a melody, eyes closed in rapture, seeing everything that was lost or is yet to be, and rejoice in its splendour. It is glorious how young people today carry her melodies in their hearts and voices with so much love and perfection. This is heartening and it augurs well, for it aligns with golden ways and sounds, a promise, a resurgence of everything beautiful to come. The sounds of an era are its messengers, when it sounds right, things will mostly turn out well.
Sparkles of epiphany, A feeling of being welcomed Rise from These deeply Gorgeous sounds, Strums of Warm feelings Very personal. I belong to this song, As do millions of others. The tune dips into a bottomless container Its boom echoes in my heart Opening up interiors Ancient old, & builds new melodious chambers So spacious, Understanding and kind - its Awe-inspiring vistas hold up everything... This sound, this up and down, This soaring into melodic skies This descent into hearts divine, Its magic, is the sound creation of abodes Or homes created of sound That last forever... Beyond the original inhabitant Who brought it into being with Her exquisite singing! Hundreds of blessed ones may come Traversing the rhythmic sur-taal of four walls To enter majestic mansions of the mind Stretching garlands of seven sounds Unto eternity Weaving the ground, the skies, Celestial spaces Abodes of peace And joy A rhythmic unity Flowing in hearts... I bow to her And to those who created magical spaces Called song Called home Called sounds divine. Make room in depths of some long forgotten understanding, be home all over again… Smeetha, March 27, 2023