Perfection in action

Lately I have been listing to a lot of ARR's creations. When ever I hear one of his best ones like - "Narumugaye" I feel Iam realizing Perfection at work. It is wonderful to hear his music sung by the best classical musicians the likes of Unnikrishnan, Hariharan . The other observation is the way the different musical instruments converge in the songs. Even in a simple song like "munbe vaa", there are atleast 4 instruments playing in the background. And in the song "Mannipaya, there is a little instrument, which keeps making sound(dont know which instrument). But its superb to see that the background music is always so good in all his songs

There are few people around us who are perfectionists in what they do.
Mani Ratnam is another person whom I think is a uncathed Integral perfectionist.
When we watch any of his movies, the viewers have an ideal blend of a story, quality acting, excellent music , near perfection lyrics and the best ever camera work to mention a few.
All this is possible only because he chooses the right people for the right job, and probably gives them sufficient independance in shaping their piece.

I was recently checking out the Bombay Jayashree's website and she seemed another person who falls in the same category. Here is one of the poems hosted on her website, it is an excellent one and I added it here. With her music, she touches the intangible feelings and hearts of thousands of listeners.

All this is possible only because these people have found the purpose of their lives - their Passion. They live the passion day in day out and can only become better day by day.


does not music
light a spark
fan a flame
set a soul on fire?

the fragranc of the flower
the song of the bird
the rising of the waves
the flaming of the fire
the swaying of the leavs
does the wind ever wonder
why it blows?

and the raindrop flows into the river
and the word into the note
and the river into the sea
and the note into the raga
and the sea into the ocean
and the music into the soul
can the raindrop remember
where it lost itself
and where it found itself?

Listening....
to the silences within
'and the sounds
of silences

-Bombay Jayashree