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The
exceptionally
talented
music
composer, who remains unsung and forgotten
In the labyrinthine world of Hindi film music, the underrated,
low profile and unassuming performers, as in others walks of
life, always came second. Unable to market their talents in the
viciously cut-throat, unpredictable and Byzantine world of Hindi
cinema, they faded away, unsung and unrecognized and are
largely forgotten now. About coming second, one is reminded of
erudite and scholarly memoirs by the late BK Nehru, the
veteran diplomat and Governor, by the name, Nice guys finish
second. But, that was in the tortuous and complex world of
politics and diplomacy, far away from music and other
performing arts. The common aphorism Nice guys finish
second seems to apply in varying measures in other walks of
life too. At least, that is the common perception in the present
age of incessant media hype, instant publicity and fame.
Of the exceptionally talented quartet of Hindi film music
directors - Roshan, Madan, Mohan, Khayyam and Jaidev - who
emerged in the fifties and sixties to create some sublime
cinematic music, it was Jaidev Verma, who, hailing originally
from Lahore and later Ludhiana in Punjab, remains the most
unsung and unheard of them all. The music composer in such
films like Hum Dono, Mujhe Jeene Do, Reshma aur Shera, Do
Boond Pani, Gaman, Gharonda, Kinare Kinare, Ankahee is lost
to the present day world of Hindi films music, as he was largely
ignored in his prime, when the big-budget mainstream avoided
him. The creator of such immortal melodies in the films like
Hum Dono as Kabhi Khud Pe Kabhi Haalaat Pe, Allah Tero
Naam and Abhi Na Jao Chhor Kar, and Tere bachpan ko
Jawani ki dua deti hun in the 1963 decoit saga Mujhe Jeene
Do, Jaidevs name however is still firmly emblazoned in the
hearts of connoisseurs of vintage Hindi cinema songs, and like
vintage wine, they tend to grow on us and make us pine for
more. Allah Tero Naam, the classical raga based prayer song,
stirring poetry which makes a strong anti-war statement and
poignantly reminds us that war only brings death and
destruction all around with women and children being its worst
victims, remains the perennial favourite of all. Who can forget
in the hands of lesser men is, more often than not, reduced to
being cheap, vulgar and gross and addressing the lowest
common
denominator,
becomes
soulful,
mesmerizing,
hypnotizing, captivating. The song is beautiful in every respect:
Lata Mangeshkars mellifluous voice, Waheeda Rahmans grace,
beauty, her sensuousness, her delicate frame and her apparent
vulnerability, the picturisation and cinematography, all make it
an abiding classic. The black and white photography heightens
its beauty; the reflection of Waheeda's silhouette in the shining
marble floor where she is dancing, the sheer contrast is
breathtaking. Both Sunil Dutt and Waheedas expressions are
unforgettable and as the tension builds in the backdrop of the
gun wielding dacoits eyeing each other, the audience
anticipates a tragedy to unfold or to end up with violence and
bloodshed. Only Sahir could write like poetry, Jaidev could
compose such a marvelous song and what can one add about
the spiritual voice of Lataji? Where is such music and melody
and where is such poetry these days? Behoshi may hosh hai
kam kam sheer lyrical magic. Who can reach such literary
heights these days?
Tum aao to aankhayn kholay
sooni huee payal ki chham chham.
Taptay dil par yun girti hai teri nazar ke pyar ki shabnam.
Jaltey huey jangal par jaisay barkha barsay ruk ruk tham tham.
In the 1977 Hrishikesh Mukherjee film Alaap, Jaidev creating
such sublime and ethereal music in the golden voice of
Yesudas, such melodious raga-based music, that would
continue to enthrall music connoisseurs for generations to
come, though the film did not succeed. Who can forget
Yesudass Koi gata main so jata and Chand Akela Jaaye Sakhi
Ri, Aau Ritu Sawan Ki by Bhupender, Mata Saraswati by Lata
Mangeshkar, Nai Ri Lagan Aur Meethi Batiyan by Yesudas and
others? In a heart rending scene, Amitabhs melancholic and
deeply pensive crying aloud Koi gata, main so jata (Someone
sings, as I fall asleep, penned by Bachchans real-life father,