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Tuesday, March 20, 2018
Desert Rose of Umerkot
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| Nirmala Maghani doing the riyaaz |
I first heard Nirmala on you tube - a video she had
uploaded of her performance on a TV channel in Pakistan. I loved her rich
soulful voice and the earnest expression she wore while singing.
I contacted her to find out under whom she was
trained. And to my amazement I found out that this 19 year old girl had not one
but three ustaads!!
But hey hang on..all the three ustaads are not your
regular ustaads we know of. They are her
online mentors. And I was baffled because with online classes this girl was
simply awesome. Imagine the talent that is still unexplored in this 19 year old
girl.
I was curious and probed more (via internet).
Nirmala then told me all about herself, how she got into singing, her online
Ustaads, her family, her education and her dream.
Nirmala Maghani resides in the desert region of
Umerkot, Sindh, Pakistan. She has just completed her Intermediate and will take
admission for the B Sc course. Her father no longer alive so she lives with her
mother, grandmother and her brother who not only runs the household but also
nurtures Nirmala’s talent and is her mentor and career advisor.
Singing
is a kind of taboo in our community, says Nirmala. But she
was blessed with a golden voice that was waiting to be heard sooner or later.
Nirmala sang in the school functions and her teachers saw a promising singer in
her and encouraged her to sing. Her brother decided to make his little sister a
singer and did not stop her when she practiced at home the folk songs from the
local dholak players. A little bit hesitant at first, her daadi and mother
later gave in and let Nirmala practice. Nirmala also picked up playing the
harmonium from these dholak players whenever she got the chance.
One fine day her brother surprised her and got a
harmonium on
rent. But when Nirmala played the harmonium and began
singing
curious neighbours of their community wanted to
know what was going on.
Girls
from good families did not go singing around, they said. And the elders
of the community advised her against it.
After
a few days Nirmala took to singing again closing all the doors and windows of
their house she practiced singing and playing the harmonium which she had
hidden away so that people visiting them should not see it.
Things began to change when she got a chance
to perform on TV in the morning show on the local channel and people in her
community started noticing her. They still disapproved but now Nirmala did not
shut the doors while practicing and soon her brother purchased a harmonium for
her.![]() |
| Anup Jalota ji making Nirmala officially his shagird |
Nirmala
then contacted Anup Jalota the ghazal and devotional songs singer in India through
the social media and requested him to train her. Anup Jalota readily agreed to
a request that came all the way from a teenager in Umerkot Pakistan. Seeing her
interest and eagerness to learn classical music that he sent her lessons over
voice recordings and these classes are still on.
In
the same manner she also met Ustaad Raza Ali Khan the great son of legendary Ustaad
Bade Ghulam Ali of Kolkata and was taking online lessons from him.
Nirmala
got lucky in the year 2017 when Anup Jalota came to Sindh and Nirmala got to
meet her idol who then officially made her his disciple. Nirmala was overjoyed when she performed
alongside her Guru whom she also calls papa because Anup Jalota ji has made her
his beti the day she sent him request on face book.
And
she couldn’t get luckier because in the same year Ustaad Raza Ali khan attended
the Music conference in Karachi and Nirmala was thrilled to meet her ustaad.
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| With Ustaad Raza Ali Khan |
And
during her visits to the recording studio in Karachi which is 400 kilometers
from Umerkot she met Ustaad Murtuza Khan Naizi and became his disciple and
takes lessons from him both online when she is in Umerkot and live classes when
she goes to Karachi.
She
works hard doing ‘riyaaz’ (practice) for 10 to 12 hours a day with no interest
in anything else except singing unlike other girls of her age. Clearly Nirmala
is not the typical teenager because her focus in solely on singing and singing
alone. She does not want to perform in marriages and parties that
would be losing my identity as a sufi and classical singer because in parties
people want you to sing party songs and that is not my style.
The
most memorable moment in Nirmala’s life is the time when she sang with her papa
cum Ustaad Anup Jalota on the stage. It was something I never even dreamed of,
she says.
Her
favourites are Abida Parveen, Mehdi Hassan and of course Anup Jalota. She dreams of performing in India one day.
It
would be such an honour to come to India and perform. And I will be able to
meet both my Ustaads again.
And
her only reward is having more and more people hear her sing. When people
listen to me singing and appreciate it that is the greatest reward for a singer.
Like
all singers Nirmala also believes that music can bridge the divides between
people because music has no religion. She feels the music fraternity can help
build improve the strained Indo-Pak relations. She has hopes that peace will
prevail again. After all both countries were one before the axe of partition
fell and there are so many things in common apart from music.
Hope Nirmala's dreams come true and she becomes a successful singer soon. :))
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| Nirmala's display page |
You can hear Nirmala sing on:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_6Iea5C3CF8
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wboAyw1kySA
Wednesday, January 31, 2018
Kicking for success
17
year old Priyanka looks delicate with her lean frame and sharp features. But
shake hands with her and you can see she is tough as nails being a wrestler and
a kick boxer.
Priyanka
began her sports career by practicing to be a belt wrestler and a free wrestler
ever since she was in high school but of late she is into kick boxing. And has
become a champion at it.
Born
to poor parents Priyanka lived in the Rainbow Home run by APSA (Association for
promoting Social Action) an NGO that works for children and for community
development in Hyderabad and Secunderabad.
Rainbow
Homes program is part of Association for rural and urban needy (ARUN) under
which there are homes for children who are underprivileged due to poverty,
children living on streets, orphans, lost, trafficked and have no access to
basic care. The Rainbow homes shelter these children and provide them with all
the basic amenities, education, care, love and guidance molding their future
and encouraging to dream of a future where they can be secure and happy. There are 45 such homes across the country
and 19 of them are in Hyderabad.
Priyanka’s father who worked as a bus
conductor met with an accident that made him incapable of working again and her
mother took up a job as security personnel in a mall. Bringing up 6 children
single handedly was a huge task for her mother so she enrolled 4 daughters,
Priyanka included in the APSA (Association
for promoting Social Action) Rainbow
Home in 2009 when she was a 10 year old kid.
Priyanka
and her sisters adapted to their new life in the Rainbow home and were cheerful
all the time. Priyanka showed more inclination towards sports and so her
teacher at school began to coach her in belt wrestling and free style
wrestling. The director of the organization Srinivas Reddy engaged a coach for
her when he saw the spark in the girl’s eyes
Priyanka
worked hard getting up early mornings for the exercises and training. The care
takers and mentors at the Rainbow Home encouraged her at every step. Waking her
up in the mornings, with her diet and boosting her spirits in her small defeats
and victories.
And the hard work paid off when Priyanka was
selected to play for the state. And Priyanka won first place at the state level
and went to Ujjain, Madhya Pradesh in 2016 and then again in the next year she
qualified for the National level at Maharashtra.
But
both the years she could not win gold in the wrestling competition. However it
was still a victorious moment for her when Mr. Akramullah from the Sports
Association for Telangana State saw her wrestling skills. He immediately
contacted her guardians at the Rainbow Home on his return to Hyderabad and
after the initial formalities of seeking permission; he took her under his wing
and coached her in kick boxing where her real potential lay.
Just
after 2 months of rigorous training the state level competitions for the ‘under
19 category’ came up and Priyanka won the gold medal and qualified for the
national levels – WAKO India National Kickboxing championship.
WAKO India (WAKO – World Association of
Kickboxing organizations) event was held from January 25th -28th
2018; for the first time in Telangana State with nearly 1600 participants from
23 states of India. And our girl Priyanka was one of them.
Priyanka participated in the National level
WAKO India National championship and after defeating her opponents from Haryana
and Madhya Pradesh she entered the final round with a girl from Maharashtra.
After a tough match Priyanka emerged the winner.
It was a moment of pride for all of us from APSA when she won and the gold medal adorned her neck. And as she lifted her trophy and posed for photographs her mentors gloated with pride. It was not just Priyanka but all the girls who lived with her in the Rainbow home who had won that day. She was an example to them and the junior girls had always looked up to her. And she had not failed them this time either.
Her
mother cried in happiness hugging Priyanka. The sacrifice of keeping her
daughters away from her had not gone in vain. Priyanka did them proud.
Priyanka
wants to ease the burden of her mother by taking up a job as soon as she
finishes Intermediate 2nd year and turns 18. She wants to become a
police constable although her ultimate goal is to become an IPS.
Says she, “I can’t afford to wait that long to support my mother. So I will first join as a constable, support my mother and pursue a degree through correspondence. And once I finish my degree I will appear for the UPSC exams. I want to join the IPS.”
But
right now she is gearing up for the WAKO Asia International level the venue of
which is yet to be declared. But Priyanka says she is ready and rearing to go
beat or get beaten. Though we all hope she beats all her opponents and emerges
a champion.
All
the very best to Priyanka Mankar.
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| with the staff and director of APSA |
Sunday, January 7, 2018
My five wishes for 2018
This prompt too by BlogAdda like the previous one had me
reflecting. I have stopped making New year resolutions from a long time because
other priorities take over and I have had to shelve them. So planning in
advance maybe good but most of it never happens.
If you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans by woody
Allen remains my favourite quote.
However a wish list is different I suppose but not really…
Anyway when I sat down to make my wish list for 2018 I
realized there were many wishes waiting to be fulfilled. And I recalled the
couplet by Mirza Ghalib in Urdu,
“Hazaaron khwahishen aisi ke har khwahish pe
dam nikle
Bohat niklay mere armaan, lekin phir bhi kam nikle”
Bohat niklay mere armaan, lekin phir bhi kam nikle”
Well here are my 5 wish lists for 2018 which I am hoping to
fulfill…
1. Learn
Urdu:
Yes, it is my mother tongue but apart from
speaking Urdu – Daccani Urdu as Hyderabadi Urdu is called I could never learn
reading and writing the language. I did try several times but I never went
beyond the alphabets..Aalif; Bay; Tey; Say; …
So this year I am going to learn to read,
write and even speak the language using better words. Urdu is a poetic language
and poetry interests me. And now I am
going to read Urdu poetry as well once I learn to read fluently which has been my wish form quiet a long time now.
2. Learn
swimming:
This wish is actually on my bucket list as
well. And this year I am going to fulfill it no matter what. Come summer and I
will enroll for swimming lessons even if it is once or twice a week because
that is the only time I can afford.
3. Talking of time..this year it is going to
about time I guess. So my next wish is Read
Read Read:
Reading is my hobby I say but I am not
getting enough time to read and still have 9 unread books in the shelf and 2
downloaded from kindle. So now I am going to squeeze time and read these books
because I know it will not stop at 9 because I will buy m ore books as and when
I see a interesting book.
4. Exercise
and mediate:
Not enough will power here. But I will gather
my will power drag myself out of the bed half an early in the mornings and
exercise. I have been advised to exercise but what I do every day is just
stretching for about 5 minutes. But now I will follow the complete regimen
and exercise for half an hour. And I know it will become a habit. I used to do
this stuff for 70 minutes earlier when I was younger. So at this age 30 minutes
should be enough. I wish to have a toned body as I used to have before...well with 30 minutes I hope it will be possible
5. Travel
– somewhere – anywhere:
Yes, this year I have to travel someplace.
Actually there are so many places and so many people I have been planning and
planning to visit but never actually doing it. So this year I will travel to at
least one place. Maybe take that trek to the Himalayas or the flower valley
which again is on my bucket list or maybe visit my friend up north in Allahabad
or down south in Chennai or just go to a tourist spot out of Hyderabad. I wish
to travel for the sake of travelling like I used to before.
I hope this year I will fulfill me
my wishes. Cheers!!!
What are your wishes? I'd like to know.
What are your wishes? I'd like to know.
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Tuesday, January 2, 2018
My Five Takeaways from 2017
Usually the
prompts of Blogadda bring out the spontaneous writer in me but this time I had
to think and rethink; reflect on the entire year to come up with the lessons I
learnt and then to shortlist the important ones for this blog.
So then here
are my top 5 takeaways from 2017:
1.
If you can do it, then do it. Do not depend on anyone else:
While we do
need help now and then from our siblings; partner; children; friends,
colleagues it is always better to first explore the possibilities of doing it
yourself. Very often you realize that we can do it by ourselves.
This is what
I realized it might be a little difficult, it might take more efforts and more
time but eventually I could most of my tasks myself. And it is so much better
than waiting for the help, the favour and the ‘I owe you’ feeling you are left
with after someone does your work for you.
Most
importantly you are saved of the frustration when the person you are counting
on does not turn up. And your helplessness makes you feel vulnerable. So while
looking at ways of doing my own stuff I came up with more resources of my own.
And ended up feeling good about myself. Therefore, Never depend on others what you
can do yourself.
2.
Set up a deadline:
I am the
kind who hates to be pushed around or threatened with deadlines. So I complete
the work in office at my pace. (Fortunately within the deadline). But come to
my own personal tasks I get distracted and leave so many half finished
projects. And I am easy on myself for not meeting the deadline. The result is I
have more ‘To dos’ in my list than the songs in my play list.
But now if I
have to finish all those half finished projects I have to set a deadline and be
strict about it. Take a step back and look at them if they really need to be
given a conclusion or can be done away with. No sense in having so many things
and some that I may even have lost interest in.
Setting a
deadline for the stuff I am keen on completing is a must. This blog would not
be done it there wasn’t any deadline. Lol.
Maybe I can
indulge myself in one of those things I have been denying myself after
completing the task by the deadline.
3.
Take regular breaks:
This one is from my workplace. I tend to get engrossed in
work so much that I forget to stretch my legs or straighten my spine.And I
learnt the hard waythrough the doctor that I need to compulsorily take breaks
every hour. Walk around, stretch my legs, rotate my neck and shoulders. Relax
for a few minutes before getting back to work.
Sure work is important; but Health is more important if you
want to continue to work.
4.
Give online shopping a long break:
I have been buying even groceries online along with the regular online
shopping of clothes, cosmetics, books, gifts and underclothes. Yes, even
undies. And more from the tempting pop-ups that seem to offer more for less.
Seriously, it has been ages I seem to have forgotten what a regular
grocery store looks like because of the malls where you get everything under
one roof.
Now I am going to give all the online shopping sites a long break and the
malls a miss. Go to the grocery store for groceries; clothes shops for clothes;
the weekly vegetable market for vegetables; and such other shops for specific
use.
Time to switch to REAL shopping.
5.
Love myself. More:
It is not as if I have not been loving myself or loving
myself less; I realized I need to love myself more than before but still not
too much.
To love myself more I will stop doing all those things that
are a waste of time and instead do things that add value to my live and bring
me close to my loved ones.
Like using the phone
for its basic purpose – to talk. So I will be calling up friends and family
more. Read books that will both inspire me and enrich my mind. In short do all
the things that fall in ‘Feel good; Feel happy’ category without guilt
trips.
No more denials – only love and self care.
There, this sums up the takeaways of the year and I intend to
earnestly practice the lessons learnt from these takeaways to make 2018 better
than all the previous years.
‘This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.’
Wednesday, December 27, 2017
Sunday, December 24, 2017
A nonconformist
Right from
childhood she was a little fearless devil. Not afraid of catching the insects,
frogs, climbing walls or staying calm in the dark when the power failed.
She had many friends and because of her confidence and daredevil attitude everyone was in awe of her. Not very bright in studies because she hardly sat down with the books they just didn’t seem to interest her except for the story and comic books. Although she would be out playing with her friends and climbing the hills that were at a hand’s throw from where they lived, at school she didn’t participate in any of the games the PT teacher made them play. All those organized games did not interest her. Catching the ball, throwing it back to the opponent team; the drills and the relays did not interest her. Just like the dances and skits in schools. They all seemed so boring. Rehearsing every day after school for the school annual day – not her cup of tea.
Her friends near home were not from her school either. They were from different schools and different backgrounds. “Don’t let me catch you with them” kind of warnings from her elder brothers had no effect on her. Even in school her friends were those whom the rest of the class avoided either because they were shabby or too poor in studies. These girls were friendless so she became their friend.
It was as if she had decided not to go with the crowd even back then. If everyone said they liked the flower rose, she would say she liked lilies. If all the girls liked Cinderella and snow white she liked Puss in boots. It was never clear if she really liked all the different things or said so for the heck of it. Or to rebel against anything that was common.
But however after finishing school and growing up she had softened and blended in with others though she still did not get along well with her text books and her choice of movies and clothes were still very different from the others. She still retained the distinction although she managed to blend in the crowd. Other girls knew she was different but still one among them.
Despite all these outwardly callousness she had a soft heart that melted on seeing others in trouble. She went out of the way to help people even though she did not know them. She could never learn the street smart ways despite being so well read, outgoing and different. And thus ended up being used because she trusted easily.
Perhaps it was because she had not been with the regular group she never managed to learn or imbibe the ways of the world. She had been in her own world. As a teenager when girls her age were smitten by the love bug she was smitten by the huge volumes of English classics and biographies. She had no business reading those when all other were reading Mills and Boons. But that was how she was.
And paid a price for it for she had no one who could understand her or why she was unlike from others. She became the odd one out. And as a result became broody and philosophical. But there was a bright side to it. She took to writing and more reading.
Because she was different she had developed a different perspective of things. There was more to life than finishing college and getting married. While other girls wrote “to be a good wife and good mother” in the ‘my aim in life’ column of the autograph books in college; she was the only one who wrote: “to do what I want without being ordered and choose my path to be a good person”.
The others laughed when they read her line but it made no difference to her. She had decided she was not going to be a ‘good wife or a good mother’ without first being a good human being.
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She had many friends and because of her confidence and daredevil attitude everyone was in awe of her. Not very bright in studies because she hardly sat down with the books they just didn’t seem to interest her except for the story and comic books. Although she would be out playing with her friends and climbing the hills that were at a hand’s throw from where they lived, at school she didn’t participate in any of the games the PT teacher made them play. All those organized games did not interest her. Catching the ball, throwing it back to the opponent team; the drills and the relays did not interest her. Just like the dances and skits in schools. They all seemed so boring. Rehearsing every day after school for the school annual day – not her cup of tea.
Her friends near home were not from her school either. They were from different schools and different backgrounds. “Don’t let me catch you with them” kind of warnings from her elder brothers had no effect on her. Even in school her friends were those whom the rest of the class avoided either because they were shabby or too poor in studies. These girls were friendless so she became their friend.
It was as if she had decided not to go with the crowd even back then. If everyone said they liked the flower rose, she would say she liked lilies. If all the girls liked Cinderella and snow white she liked Puss in boots. It was never clear if she really liked all the different things or said so for the heck of it. Or to rebel against anything that was common.
But however after finishing school and growing up she had softened and blended in with others though she still did not get along well with her text books and her choice of movies and clothes were still very different from the others. She still retained the distinction although she managed to blend in the crowd. Other girls knew she was different but still one among them.
Despite all these outwardly callousness she had a soft heart that melted on seeing others in trouble. She went out of the way to help people even though she did not know them. She could never learn the street smart ways despite being so well read, outgoing and different. And thus ended up being used because she trusted easily.
Perhaps it was because she had not been with the regular group she never managed to learn or imbibe the ways of the world. She had been in her own world. As a teenager when girls her age were smitten by the love bug she was smitten by the huge volumes of English classics and biographies. She had no business reading those when all other were reading Mills and Boons. But that was how she was.
And paid a price for it for she had no one who could understand her or why she was unlike from others. She became the odd one out. And as a result became broody and philosophical. But there was a bright side to it. She took to writing and more reading.
Because she was different she had developed a different perspective of things. There was more to life than finishing college and getting married. While other girls wrote “to be a good wife and good mother” in the ‘my aim in life’ column of the autograph books in college; she was the only one who wrote: “to do what I want without being ordered and choose my path to be a good person”.
The others laughed when they read her line but it made no difference to her. She had decided she was not going to be a ‘good wife or a good mother’ without first being a good human being.
‘This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.’
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