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Marriages are made in heaven, they say, but are solemnised, for obvious reasons on earth, and what a sea-change marriage ceremonies have undergone. From the ghunghat-<\/em>laden bahu<\/em> walking with leaden feet, to the foot tapping bride not afraid to flaunt her jewellery and her figure \u2014 it\u2019s \u00a0been a jaw dropping and clothes shedding journey alright!<\/p>\n But in Indian marriages it all freezes in slow motion at the culminating moment \u2014 the bidaai.<\/em> The realization that the moment has come to cut the familial cord and step into a new life causes an avalanche of emotions in the parents\u2019 hearts and a\u00a0 tsunami of tears for the daughter of the house, who is about to step over the threshold! It is here that many comforting hands pat her back, and urge her to move on to her new destiny. Poet Majrooh\u2019s words give that touch of reassurance, urging her towards a new life. Gently the words flow \u2014<\/p>\n \u091a\u0932 \u0930\u0940 \u0938\u091c\u0928\u0940 \u0905\u092c \u0915\u094d\u092f\u093e \u0938\u094b\u091a\u0947, In a creative touch, the director Raj Khosla put this song in the background of the bidaai<\/em> ceremony. It gave him the leeway to allow the singer play the observer, to unravel the storms that rage in the hearts of all present, and still remain detached. Since his eyes are not full of tears, the observer can see and feel the pain, the longing, and the pangs of separation. His eye first catches the father of the bride \u2013<\/p>\n \u092c\u093e\u092c\u0941\u0932 \u092a\u091b\u0924\u093e\u090f \u0939\u093e\u0925\u094b\u0902 \u0915\u094b \u092e\u0932 \u0915\u0947, This is the moment he had prayed for and yet today he is gutted when his daughter is set to leave the house, the daughter who has been an integral part of his existence. \u201cWhy did I give my daughter away\u201d, he screams silently \u2014 \u0906\u0901\u0938\u0942 \u0932\u093f\u092f\u0947, \u0938\u094b\u091a \u0930\u0939\u093e, \u0926\u0942\u0930 \u0916\u095c\u093e \u0930\u0947<\/p>\n The tears take over, drowning the turmoil as he stands alone. He accepts what has come to pass, with a helpless surrender to Fate. He had prayed for the inevitable and the inevitable has now come to pass!<\/p>\n The mother, is not bound by any such self-restraint. She is a woman and a mother. Seeing her daughter step out of her life, she breaks down in a flood of tears and alongside, a deluge of memories rush through her mind \u2014<\/p>\n \u092e\u092e\u0924\u093e \u0915\u093e \u0906\u0901\u0917\u0928, The growing up years \u2014 as an infant glued to her mother; as a child exchanging dolls and their ornaments with friends who stay with each other through the difficult growing years. The courtyard had resonated with their voices, the secrets exchanged in hushed whispers. The lane reverberated with their laughter, the house watched them grow \u2014<\/p>\n \u091b\u0942\u091f \u0917\u092f\u093e, \u091b\u0942\u091f \u0917\u092f\u093e, \u091b\u0942\u091f \u0917\u092f\u093e \u0930\u0947<\/p>\n It\u2019s like a cinema reel snapping. The lights come on. It\u2019s all over!<\/p>\n And now he glances at the bride \u2014 a lonely figure at the crossroads of life \u2014 on an island of her own. She looks back and finds a family with which she has to severe all bonds \u2014 wipe out her identity as their offspring and make a clean break. On the other side is a destiny which beckons, a future that awaits, without any revelation of its true colours. For a moment she is frozen like a suspended particle, torn between two worlds, all her near ones strewn around, so near and yet so far \u2014<\/p>\n \u0926\u0941\u0932\u094d\u0939\u0928 \u092c\u0928\u0915\u0947 \u0917\u094b\u0930\u0940 \u0916\u095c\u0940 \u0939\u0948 If watching this song moved you to tears I can assure you, you are not alone. When so many creative people plot and conspire, to reduce you to tears, it is best to surrender. We have the usual suspects \u2014 Mukesh, SD Burman and Majrooh Sultanpuri, armed with the Bengali Missile \u2014 the wondrous Suchitra Sen to demolish all resistance! Dev Anand’s understated\u00a0performance speaks for us \u2014 he is a mute, helpless spectator to her lonesome journey, trying hard to control his suppressed emotions.<\/p>\n Majrooh is a mind-reader in the disguise of a poet. How else does he empty the secret cupboards of peoples\u2019 hidden memories and put them in verse? Every father and mother can vouch that these are the very thoughts they harboured during the bidaai.<\/em> And that\u2019s what makes him an everyone\u2019s poet! SD Burman in his minimalistic style, lets the song flow tunefully and then leaves an imprint with his masterly use of the chorus. It\u2019s just magnificent! Mukesh\u2019s voice is at his emotional, heart wrenching best. His voice is of a man in control advocating for courage \u2014 but when he utters the words,<\/p>\n \u0915\u094b\u0908 \u092f\u0939\u093e\u0901, \u0915\u094b\u0908 \u0935\u0939\u093e\u0901, \u0915\u094b\u0908 \u0915\u0939\u093e\u0901 \u0930\u0947<\/p>\n The listener, the singer and the world go to pieces. But in this turbulence a light shines \u2014 the angelic visage of Suchitra Sen! The Porcelain Beauty who communicates with her eyes, the quiver of her lips and the pain writ large over her flawless face!<\/p>\n The Lord may have made everyone in His own image, but some like Suchitra Sen have reaped more, much more, than others!<\/p>\n Watch the song on YouTube\u00a0<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n Film<\/strong>: Bombai Ka Babu (1960) <\/p>\n More to read<\/strong><\/p>\n Kachchi Hai Umariya, Kori Hai Chunariya: Passion Comes of Age<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n Kahaan Ja Raha Hai Tu Aye Jaanewaale<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n The Two Worlds of Jalte Hain Jiske Liye<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n
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\nMusic<\/strong>: SD Burman
\nLyrics<\/strong>: Majrooh Sultanpuri
\nSinger<\/strong>: Mukesh
\nCast<\/strong>: Suchitra Sen, Dev Anand, Nasir Hussain, Achala Sachdev
\nDirector<\/strong>: Raj Khosla<\/p>\n