The memories gather…

I was writing the couplet of the day when this song popped into my head. The song would appear to be a continuum of the couplet.

The song is one straight from the heart, nay soul and rendered with so much feeling I feel my eyes moisten every single time I hear it. The movie is a Dharmendra and Sharmila starrer, Mere Humdum Mere Dost. Typical Rafisaab song, heavy with emotion and each word delivered to good effect.

The movie was made by Amar Kumar and produced by Kewal Kumar, and was a big blockbuster of the year. Laxmikant Pyarelal composed the music and Majrooh wrote these wonderful lyrics. A movie with a cockeyed storyline that would make sense only to Hindi Film makers or a cokehead. Just read this line that tells the gist of the plot: Dharmendra is a middle class straight guy working for a CA’s firm in Delhi and meets a beautiful young lady (Sharmila Tagore) who is posing as a model for a painting session and thinks her to be poor and needy and so tips her, falls in love and later discovers her to be a multimillionaire, her father is in jail for having killed his father, and her mother is earning a livelihood as a prostitute. The gist will make your head spin and you won’t feel this could have been penned by any sane person who is Compos Mentis. My thoughts, too, except the guy happens to be a storywriter for Hindi Films so such things are natural or allowed, I suppose. Despite the utter tripe used as the central thread for the movie, it does have redeeming features, the musical score is really good with the musical factory of LP producing a number of really good songs that endure. Chhalka ye Jaam, Na Jaa kahin ab na jaa and Chalo Sajna Jahaan Tak Ghata Chale, are just three of the lovely pieces the duo created for the movie.

But to me the standout number was this brilliant Rafisaab number, soaked in emotion and soul, and sung as only he could. He had, in this genre and mood, easily the best voice in the industry. Unfortunately used for too many of the loud, meaningless songs that debased his value as a singer of soft soulful numbers. Poor guy was too much of a gentleman to say “NO” to the poor quality of songs. I wonder how so many movies made in the days when Prohibition was an avowed national policy when the Iron Lady was said to be a hardcore tippler (apparently a steward’s job on her flights abroad was to keep her Crystal glass always full to the brim). Enjoy this beautiful Rafisaab melody. It will put you into a different mood.

Stay safe, folks, stay far away from the Chinese Evil. Do take the jab, if you haven’t done it already.

By abchandorkar

Consultant Interventional Cardiologist, Pune, India

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