
The armada of sound, steered by an array of tilted tanpuras, launched into a plaintive, vilambit chants of the cracked earth hungry for a union with the clouds, gathering pace until the drut brought out the unchecked passion of the Kosi running wild.
She raged on through Megh Malhar, which benefited symbolically, from the claps and flashes provided by the audience. Reconciliation with her devastated subjects was then offered through a string of lighter Ghazals, Kajris and finally, a Jhankaar.
It was clear as day when the concert began - an unambigous blue was still pouring through the Saracenic Arches of the Jesuit auditorium, when it ended. But while I was distracted by the Malhars in the middle, a furious storm must surely have raged...
Gaud malhar - Vilambit, Madhya Laya Drut (cannot remember the bandishes)
Megh Malhar - Chota Khayal - Alaap and Drut ("Shyam Rang")
Lighter pieces including a Ghazal, a Kajri and a Jhankaar.
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