Ghazal’s Unforgettable Maestro
It’s been a month since his unfortunate death, yet, this columnist, along with millions of other fans world over, can’t quit mourning the silence of ghazal’s soothing yet tragic voice because we relate our lives to his songs.
My earliest memories of listening to ghazals albeit without then understanding their beher (meter), are of those at parties my parents threw for their Gujarati theatre artist friends in our Bombay home. As the evening grew on, the LP would play out some soul stirring fare by Jagjit and his partner in rhyme - Chitra. Occasionally, the late and very handsome Pravin Joshi would hum along gently as one hand held a cigarette and the other hand gestured in the air while his eyes welled up. His wife, the original drama queen -Sarita Joshi ( now a television star) would go a step further and give a shot at a few light hearted graceful dance moments. The Ghazals lent their intensity to the ambiance with lilting lyrics like Nida Fazli’s,“Duniya jisse kehtey hai jaadoo ka khilona hai” and Firaq’s, “Bahut pehle se unn qadmon ki aahat jaan letey hai,tujhey ae Zindagi hum duur se pehchaan letey hai”
Later, we shifted base from Mumbai to Surat and the parents loved entertaining the locals at terrace dos (they still do, since old habits die hard).It is with much nostalgia and a very heavy heart that we reminiscence all afore heard songs now.
The magic of the maestro’s renditions lay in the fact that his compositions unpretentiously put convoluted Urdu poetry into simple harmonious tunes; which found way to the lips of the common man . So, you would have a Surti businessman swooning to the poetry of Faiz or that of the mellifluous Mirza Ghalib, totally oblivious of the ‘takhallous’, yet in perfect sync with Ghazal’s rules of 'Matla', 'Maqta', 'Beher', 'Kaafiyaa' and 'Radif' .Who could have imagined a Surti lala lisping, “unnke dekhe se jo aajaati hain muh per raunaq, woh samajhtey hai ke bimaar ka haal achha hai”, had it not been for Jagjit Singh.
It was his ear for well penned verse that made him stick to his guns when he insisted on recording as his first LP, the skillfully scripted “Baat niklegi toh duur talaq jayega,log bewajah udaasi ka sabab puchengey”, a nazm that he had chanced upon in the Urdu magazine ‘Shama’ ;even though previous efforts to record it had run out of luck, the LP version went on to become one of his greatest masterpieces. Who can forget the effervescent charm of “Teri khushbu mein basey khat mein jalaata kaise?” or the jugalbandhi of two ghazals sung as one,with genius tact – Sudarshan Faakir’s“ Ishq mein ghairratey jazbaat ney roney na diya” along with Khwaja Hyder Ali’s “ Yaar ko mainey mujhey yaarne soney na diya “
Lyrics for Singh’s first Gujarati ghazal album “Jeevan Maran Ek Chey “were verses of Gujarat’s Ghalib aka Mareez of Surat. Jagjit made sure his audience understood him well, he never missed an opportunity to take time out in between live concerts, to explain the lafz that he was going to sing, and this bonded him to his listeners’ big time. Be it Surtis at Indoor Stadium or The Royal Albert Hall, with its prim and propah crowd, none would hesitate to sing along in chorus, ’ahista,ahista’ to ,’shabe furkat kaa jaagaa huun farishton ab to sone do/ kabhii fursat mein kar lenaa hisaab ahista ahista’.
From Punjabi renditions teamed with humorous anecdotes to the tear jerker “Kagaz ki kashti ,woh baarish ka paani”, there was something for everyone .Other than his commercial cinema hits, his ghazals were for all of love’s seasons .Be it Sahir Hoshiyarpuri’s flirty,” Kaun kehta hai mohobbat ki zubaan hoti hai, yeh haqeeqat toh nigahon se bayaan hoti hai -the intoxication of new found love, to a lover’s yearning, from a jilted lover’s lament to love lost for ever.
I distinctly remember a comment by one of Surat’s popular surgeons, Dr Piyush Khanna, all starry eyed at the riverside lawns of a local five star hotel where Singh performed to an awestruck audience.” He is the real doctor alright, a doctor of broken hearts which he miraculously cures instantaneously.” Said the surgeon.
One of my favourite Jagjit – Chitra number is “Sunntey hai ke mil jaati hai hurr cheez dua se, ek roz tumhey maangke dekheyngey Khuda se.”
Alas! If only we could just ask him back from the Almighty.
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Mirza Ghalib's Shagird -Sayyah
MIRZA GHALIB’S SURTI SHAGIRD
Nestled within the hustle bustle of the area known as Badekhan Chakla, is one of Surat’s heritage monuments - Khwaaja Daana Saheb’s Dargah.The Mausoleum of a famous saint who traveled from Agra to Baroda to Surat in the 15th century .Just as all rouzas do, this place provides for peace and quiet to staunch believers who come here to pray and pay respect.
Circumferential to Khwaja Daana Saheb’s place of rest are various other tombs, those of his direct descendants. One among these is that of Nawab Gulam Baba Khan, a patron of Delhi’s great poet Mirza Ghalib. Next to him, is buried Sayyah-one of Ghalib’s favourite students. Although the renowned poet never visited Gujarat, he kept in touch with Gujarat’s Mirs via his wonderful letters.
‘Qasid ke aatey aatey khat ek aur likh rakhoon,main jaanta hoon jo who likhenge jawaab mein’
Ghalib tutored the glamour of Urdu grammar to many students through his impeccable penmanship and was particularly fond of Mian Dad Khan, bestowing him the pen name ‘Sayyah’, meaning traveler.Ghalib penned him thirty-five letters from 1859-1869, discussing various topics. Sayyah was a courtier at Nawab Mir Gulam Baba’s palace and it was he who introduced Ghalib to this patron.Ghalib loved to travel but in absence of good health and apt means, it was Sayyah who corresponded to him about various places in India where he traveled to.
In the book Mirza Ghalib and the Mirs of Gujarat, author Mir Jaffar Imam shares the letters Ghalib wrote to Sayyah.The beauty of Ghalib's prose was equal to that of his verse.The personal letters written by Ghalib during his last years to the kith and kin of author Mir Jaffar Imam,show Ghalib's most vulnerable and sentimental profile.
One of them reads thus when translated- “Well if I cannot travel, I’ll content myself with the thought that ‘to hear of pleasure is to experience half of it.’ So let me enjoy the story of Mian Dad Khan Sayyah’s travels and tours.”
Syed Zahiruddin Madani who wrote ‘Sukhanrvarne Gujarat’ mentions how Sayyah was a connoisseur of elegant and well stitched clothing and ordered the same from Delhi; he also had a penchant for perfumes and collected various ittars from around the country.Once, Mirza Ghalib sent him six caps like the one he wore himself but Sayyah gave them to Gulam Baba, wearing none himself.
Sayyah’s luxurious lifestyle and extravagant habits led to his involvement with some people of dubious character, who printed counterfeit currency. Once, Sayyah used a counterfeit Rs.100 note at the Victoria Terminus and was sentenced to fourteen years upon getting caught but, was pardoned and set free when he wrote a verse in the honour of Queen Victoria’s jubilee celebrations.
Although a Diwan of Sayyah ‘s works is not available, he published a book ‘Saire Sayyah’ in 1872, which was a travelogue featuring his visits to mushaiyaras in cities such as Hydrabad,Mysore,Madras,Delhi,Meerut,Lucknow,Banaras and so on. The book ‘Lataaif-e-Ghaibi’ written by Sayyah is credited to Ghalib who many scholars believe was its original writer.
‘Khat likehnge garche matlab kuch na ho/Hum toh aashiq hai tumhare naam ke’
In his book ‘Surat sonani murat’, author Ishwarlal Desai has described how Ghalib and Sayyah shared a unique father and son relationship.Ghalib mostly referred to him as ‘Barkhurdar’,or ‘Munshi sahab ‘or ‘Dost’. Ghalib and Sayyah both shared the grief of losing several children none of whom survived beyond infancy. The Ustad consoled his shagird through his letters and related to his irreplaceable loss.
He conferred Sayyah with the title’Saif Ul Haq’ (the sword of God) and wrote to him”By giving you the title, I have appointed you the commander of my army. You are my hands, you are my arms, you will be the weilder of the sword of my speech.” Proud of being his ustad’s favourite, Sayyah once wrote “The shadow of grace of Ghalib has graced me, what matters if the wings of Phoenix do not bless me with their shadow.”
He further penned with great pride, “Hai talmaz Assadullah se humko Sayyah, shaayaro mein ho na kyun fakhre madar apna”
Nestled within the hustle bustle of the area known as Badekhan Chakla, is one of Surat’s heritage monuments - Khwaaja Daana Saheb’s Dargah.The Mausoleum of a famous saint who traveled from Agra to Baroda to Surat in the 15th century .Just as all rouzas do, this place provides for peace and quiet to staunch believers who come here to pray and pay respect.
Circumferential to Khwaja Daana Saheb’s place of rest are various other tombs, those of his direct descendants. One among these is that of Nawab Gulam Baba Khan, a patron of Delhi’s great poet Mirza Ghalib. Next to him, is buried Sayyah-one of Ghalib’s favourite students. Although the renowned poet never visited Gujarat, he kept in touch with Gujarat’s Mirs via his wonderful letters.
‘Qasid ke aatey aatey khat ek aur likh rakhoon,main jaanta hoon jo who likhenge jawaab mein’
Ghalib tutored the glamour of Urdu grammar to many students through his impeccable penmanship and was particularly fond of Mian Dad Khan, bestowing him the pen name ‘Sayyah’, meaning traveler.Ghalib penned him thirty-five letters from 1859-1869, discussing various topics. Sayyah was a courtier at Nawab Mir Gulam Baba’s palace and it was he who introduced Ghalib to this patron.Ghalib loved to travel but in absence of good health and apt means, it was Sayyah who corresponded to him about various places in India where he traveled to.
In the book Mirza Ghalib and the Mirs of Gujarat, author Mir Jaffar Imam shares the letters Ghalib wrote to Sayyah.The beauty of Ghalib's prose was equal to that of his verse.The personal letters written by Ghalib during his last years to the kith and kin of author Mir Jaffar Imam,show Ghalib's most vulnerable and sentimental profile.
One of them reads thus when translated- “Well if I cannot travel, I’ll content myself with the thought that ‘to hear of pleasure is to experience half of it.’ So let me enjoy the story of Mian Dad Khan Sayyah’s travels and tours.”
Syed Zahiruddin Madani who wrote ‘Sukhanrvarne Gujarat’ mentions how Sayyah was a connoisseur of elegant and well stitched clothing and ordered the same from Delhi; he also had a penchant for perfumes and collected various ittars from around the country.Once, Mirza Ghalib sent him six caps like the one he wore himself but Sayyah gave them to Gulam Baba, wearing none himself.
Sayyah’s luxurious lifestyle and extravagant habits led to his involvement with some people of dubious character, who printed counterfeit currency. Once, Sayyah used a counterfeit Rs.100 note at the Victoria Terminus and was sentenced to fourteen years upon getting caught but, was pardoned and set free when he wrote a verse in the honour of Queen Victoria’s jubilee celebrations.
Although a Diwan of Sayyah ‘s works is not available, he published a book ‘Saire Sayyah’ in 1872, which was a travelogue featuring his visits to mushaiyaras in cities such as Hydrabad,Mysore,Madras,Delhi,Meerut,Lucknow,Banaras and so on. The book ‘Lataaif-e-Ghaibi’ written by Sayyah is credited to Ghalib who many scholars believe was its original writer.
‘Khat likehnge garche matlab kuch na ho/Hum toh aashiq hai tumhare naam ke’
In his book ‘Surat sonani murat’, author Ishwarlal Desai has described how Ghalib and Sayyah shared a unique father and son relationship.Ghalib mostly referred to him as ‘Barkhurdar’,or ‘Munshi sahab ‘or ‘Dost’. Ghalib and Sayyah both shared the grief of losing several children none of whom survived beyond infancy. The Ustad consoled his shagird through his letters and related to his irreplaceable loss.
He conferred Sayyah with the title’Saif Ul Haq’ (the sword of God) and wrote to him”By giving you the title, I have appointed you the commander of my army. You are my hands, you are my arms, you will be the weilder of the sword of my speech.” Proud of being his ustad’s favourite, Sayyah once wrote “The shadow of grace of Ghalib has graced me, what matters if the wings of Phoenix do not bless me with their shadow.”
He further penned with great pride, “Hai talmaz Assadullah se humko Sayyah, shaayaro mein ho na kyun fakhre madar apna”
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