Puzzled was an understatement. The casual gift from a friend with the “you MUST listen to this” was loaded all right, and had me curious even before I took the CD out of its wrapping.
A collection of traditional Indian Lullabies. No. There had been no visit from any stork just then. My ‘kids” were in their late 20s and early 30s and lived in two different continents miles away. And my only grandchild was there too.
So what’s with lullabies and why the “MUST” listen?
Well I did. and found it pleasant enough.
And interesting to hear so many variants in 7 Indian languages most of which were barely familiar.
And guess what? Curiously addictive. Really.
While her simple intention was to share something she had enjoyed, what happened to me was interesting.
The workaholic that I had become, intuitively, by survival or revival instinct, took to the haunting, soothing tunes as a daily nocturnal ritual.
It reduced stress and calmed my fevered mind. The quality of my sleep improved. It dawned early. And the awakening was peaceful and fresh.
As the songs got familiar, there was a craving to compare. What was common to all 7? Did I enjoy the native tamil more or the familiar Malayalam or totally alien and intriguing Bengali and Marati?
What did each mean? Do lullabies need lofty thought and meaning? When and where did they originate?
Vatsalyam is now a personal adventure.. I am currently reading up on the Science of Lullabies & the healing qualities of soothing sounds.
It has given me breathing space amidst corporate cacophony.
Am on a quest here, digging up all about Lullabies from all over the world.
Will share more IF anyone cares about this genre – one that is as old as the origin of our species itself.