Madhav is a totally different character. He was dark in his complexion but has a charming personality and a charismatic figure. He is powerhouse of happiness and wants to celebrates the delights of worldly life. He has mysterious eyes and magnetic voice. I find him always surrounded with his admirers and sometimes I feel jealous too. I wonder how Radha could control her jealousy when she finds Lord Krishna surrounded by his Gopikas. He was so fond of music that I used to make fun of him, "I think, Music is your first girlfriend." And he would just give a smile. Either it is an affirmation to what I said or he considered that I am acting too silly.
Music
Poem 3
Music is magic, treasure of love, an art
Music is life, joy, its indispensable part
A shower of raindrops on wriggling desert
Chirpping of birds as they meet or depart
Music is beginning, a wonderful start
Music is solution, guidance to lifechart
A silent listener mountain ,what it wert
Ocean busy singing in a wave concert
Music is a language, a soothing comfort
Melts in every body without any effort
Power in murmur of fountain rising smart
In every enchanting breeze as it transport
Music has no limit,Melody of every heart
Humming rhyme from the deep valley dart
Sound of emotions, mesmerized clouds flirt
Gift of god, symphony of stars lie in skycart
Music is merged in nature, sweet & even tart
Lies in the leaves of autumn moving apart
Medicine for all pains, true friend of a Hurt
Music is ultimate, peace to mind and heart.
….. by Adishakti Iyer
This is what music was to him…. To me , music is …. To tell you frankly, I am big zero in Music. I still remember how my Patti (Grandmother) used to compel me to go to Music class and I would comfortable sleep the moment classical music begins. It was a class of 15 girls, mostly Tamilians who wanted to become a great singer like M S Subalakshmi and they love to sit in the front. I had a treaty signed with Anjalikrishna, my friend at music class. Treaty of trust and understanding. She will wake me up when music teacher would turn towards me and I would help her with her maths homework. It was early morning class so after the lovely nap at the class, we would sit in the corridor waiting for our parents to pick us up from the music class and I would finish her maths homework. But this didn't go a long way, as my music teacher met my Patti at the temple and requested her not to send me to the music class. Patti was very annoyed with me that day. I am sure I didn't snore and I have full faith in my friend too. I still wonder how come that singing nightingale found my secret. That was end of my connection with music, till I met Madhav.