It is about half nine at the moment. The mercury blasted up to 40C today and shall hover in that general area for several more days. This evening we understand the meaning of languid.
At times such as these, when movement is slow and thoughts hesitant yet jumpy I find that the best cure for the soul is a raga turned up loud. Mental activity falls away. Pure sound envelopes you. You are transported to a place where mundane dilemmas can’t exist.
My favourite pair of Hindustani classical singers, Nazakhat and Salamat Khan, entertain a Radio Pakistan audience with the night raga Abhogi Kanhra. Their voices suggest and hint at things for a while, demonstrating in nearly perfect metre and tone, how one should sing a raga. Then like anxious lovers impatient to meet, they rush home in glory.
Let them tell you more.
01 Abhogi Kanhra