Kamalini Mukhopadhyay used to conduct a program for Tara Music TV Channel. It was called Take a
Break. The show featured budding young artistes who sang Rabindrasangeet and
Bob Dylan with equal aplomb. The talent pool was mind blowing. Saikat
Sekhareswar Roy whom I first heard on that marvelous compilation of
Gitanjali produced by Innovative System Solutions at Kolkata Book Fair, sang a
Dadathakur parody. Sounak Chattopadhyay, whose trained
voice elevated the classical rag based songs of Tagore till it became a
trend in itself with masters like Rashid Khan Saab
joining another genius, Nachiketa Chakraborty and Srabani Sen teaming up with Kausiki
Chakraborty to give us two memorable Yatra Albums. Sharmistha Pal
brought alive Pupe
of Ganer Opare with her quiet rendition. Samantak sang strumming his
guitar producing reactions of the
audience as Gora did in the serial. Ipsita Chakraborty, whom I had not heard
since, rendered Benimadhab, sitting in a studio live, to make my skin tingle. . Utsab and
Sourav with their memorable bold youthful voices are still visible
on CD covers. Iman
Chakraborty looked a shy kid with a voice that hid years of training
and strength. You should have seen her blush when a caller showered her with
well deserved appreciation. She is prominent now on TV and shows. Listening to
her now makes you happy that she kept the promise she showed. The youthfulness
of the program and its random, live format made it an exciting expectation to
look forward to every evening. The experience was enriched with Kamalini’s
easy camaraderie with the participants, most of whom she could addresss as
‘Tui’. In bengali, that helps a lot in dismantling barriers
But TV is not about good shows. It is about
TRP. And TRP is about frontbenchers and wolf whistles. So the show was yanked
off unceremoniously, without as much as an announcement. Recordings of the show
are not available on the net. If anyone has a clue where I can find them, aapke muh me ghee shakkar!
Kamalini sang a number on the show one day. The original, she
said was by Mousumi
Bhowmik. “ Ami sunechi sedin
tumi sagarer dheuey chepe nil jal diganta chuye esecho”. It was a dream
song, one in a million that stirred you inside out. I had to find it out. And I
did.
Here
are the lyrics. They are out of this world, a longing that leaves you wanting
more out of life. It is titled Sapno dekhbo bale.
Neel jol digonto chhuye eshechho
Ami shunechhi shedin naki nona bali teer dhore bohudur bohudur hete eshechho ..
Ami kokhono jaini jol-e
kokhono bhashini neel-e
Kokhono rakhini chokh dana mela gangchil-e
Abar jedin tumi shomudrosnan-e jaabe,
Amakeo shathe niyo … nebe to amay?
bolo … nebe to amay?
Ami shunechhi shedin naki tumi, tumi, tumi mile
Tomra shodolbole shobha korechhile -
Ar shedin tomra naki onek jotil dhadha,
Na bola onek kotha, kotha tulechhile
Kano shudhu chhute chhute chola,
Ak-i ak-i kotha bola,
Nijer jonno bacha nijeke niye?
Jodi bhalobasha naai thake,
Shudhu aka aka laage,
Kothay shanti pabo … kothay giye?
bolo … kothay giye?
Ami shunechhi tomra naki akhono shopno dekho,
Akhono golpo lekho,
Gaan gaao pran bhore
Manusher bachamora akhono bhabiye tole,
tomader bhalobasha akhono golap-e phote
Astha harano ei mon niye ami aaj
Tomader kachhe eshe du haat petechhi
Ami du chokher gohbor-e shunnota dekhi shudhu
Raat ghum-e ami kono shopne dekhi na …
Tai shopno dekhbo bole .. ami du chokh petechhi
Tai tomader kachhe eshe .. ami du haat petechhi
Tai shopno dekhbo bole .. ami du chokh petechhi
I could gather a little about her from old friend Mr Google.
Moushumi Bhowmik
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Background
information
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Born
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1964 (age 47–48)
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Origin
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Adhunik Bengali Songs
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Years active
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1994–present
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Associated acts
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Singer, Songwriter, Scholar
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Personal life
Moushumi, currently based in Kolkata, has been working on a research project on Bengali folk music with the India Foundation for the Arts since 2004.Works
Moushumi formed a band named Parapar in 2002 with members from Kolkata and London. Their music is built around the voice of singer-songwriter Moushumi Bhowmik and draws its repertoire both from Moushumi's own compositions and the rich folk heritage of Bengal. The band aims to stress the continuity between diverse musical traditions – kirtan, bhatiyali, adhunik, the blues and both Indian and Western classical music – blending them into a subtle and distinctive musical language. They also draw upon folk material collected by Moushumi from West Bengal, Assam and Bangladesh. As of 2010, the lineup consists of Moushumi Bhowmik (Vocals), Oliver Weeks (Guitar), Ros Acton (Cello), Ben Hillyard (Bass), Derek Scurll (Drums) and Satyaki Banerjee (Dotara).Moushumi has also composed for Bengali documentary and art cinema, the most recent film Matir Moyna (The Clay Bird, dir. Tareque Masud) having won the Critics' Prize at Cannes in 2002 and Best Music at Kara Film Festival, Karachi in 2003.
Discography
- Matir Moyna (2002)
- Ami Ghor Bahir Kori (2001)
- Ekhono Golpo Lekho (2000)
- Tumi Cheel Hao (1994)
Her lyrics were strong, relevant,
appealing. Her tunes were a tad repetitive. And Sapno dekhbo bale was by far the best. Here are some more lyrics.
Amar kichu katha chilo
tomae bolar kebol tomae
jei na ami thot nerechi
shei kothata toliye gelo
ei shomoyer shobdo tolae
kichui to aar jaena shona
kaar kotha ke bujhbe bolo
bujhte hole kothar mane
chena pother baire cholo mon
tomar buker agol kholo ||
akhon naki shobdo gulo
ak muhurte shagor peroy
akhon naaki jontrogulo
epaar theke amar kotha
tomar paare pouchiye daae
tobu kichui jaaena bola
shobdo khelae kebol faaki
kothar pithe kotha shajai
amra akhon ekla thaki
amra akhon ekla thaki
tomar amar klanto deho
shobde kothae bharakranto
koto rokom kotha bola
bolte bolte cholte cholte
pouche gechi e kon pranto
hoyto tumi pashei acho
tobu tomae chute ki paai
tomar buke betha chilo
kamon kore kotha diye
shei bethate angul bulai
bolte hole nutun kotha
bolte hole nutun kotha
chena pother baire cholo
ondhokare jaena dekha
tobu tumi haatre cholo
tomar buker
agol kholo ||
That nostalgia, the urban
sense of loss is omnipresent. And there is hope. Hope in relationship.
Bangladesh war, with it’s deliberate uprooting of Bengalis from
their homeland and a designed outcome of the partition imposed on the land by
the colonial rulers, touches her.
JOSHORE ROAD LYRICS
Shoto shoto chokh akashta dekhe
shoto shoto shoto manusher dol
jessore road-er dudhare boshot
basher chauni kada mati jol
kada mati makha manusher dol
gadhagadhi hoye akashta dekhe
akashe boshot mora isshor
nalish janabe ora bolo kake?
ghorhin ora ghum nei chokhe
juddhe chinno ghor bari desh
mathar bhitore bomaru biman
ei kaalo rath kobe hobe shesh?
shoto shoto mukh bhoye kator
jessore road j koto kotha bole
eto mora mukh adhmora paaye
purbo bangla kolkata chole
shomoy choleche raajpoth dhore
jessore road-ete manush michil
september haai bhoye kator
gorugari kadha rasta pichil
lokkho manush bhat cheye more
lokkho manush shoke bheshe jaai
ghorhin bhashe shoto shoto lok
lokkho jononi pagoler prai
refugee ghore khide paoa shishu
pet gulo shob fule fepe uthe
eituku shishu etoboro chokh
dishehara ma kaar kache chote
september bhoye kator
eto eto shudhu manusher mukh
juddho mrittu tobu shopno
fosholer math fele asha shukh
kar kache boli bhath ruti kotha
kake boli koro koro koro tran
kake boli ogo mrittu thamao
more jaoa buke ene dao pran
kado kado tumi manusher dol
tomar shorir khoto diye dhaka
jononir kole adpeta shishu
ei kemon bacha beche more thaka
choto choto tumi manusher dol
tomar ghoreo mrittur chaya
gulite chinno dehomon mati
ghor cherechoto matir miche maya
september bhoye kator
ghor bhenge geche juddher jhore
jessore road-er duidhare manush
eto eto lok shudhu keno more?
shoto shoto chokh akashta dekhe
shoto shoto shoto shishu more gelo
jessore road-er juddho-khetre
chera shongshar shob elomelo
kadamatimakha manusher dol
gadhagadhi hoye akashta dekhe
akashe boshot mora isshor
nalish janabe ora bolo kake?
ghorhin ora ghum nei chokhe
juddhe chinno ghor bari desh
mathar bhitor bomaru biman
ei kaalo rath kobe hobe shesh?
shoto shoto mukh bhoye kator
jessore road j koto kotha bole
eto mora mukh adhmora paaye
purbo bangla kolkata chole
Here are some of the songs from the album. And of course Sapno dekhbo bole. Happy dreaming.
shoto shoto shoto manusher dol
jessore road-er dudhare boshot
basher chauni kada mati jol
kada mati makha manusher dol
gadhagadhi hoye akashta dekhe
akashe boshot mora isshor
nalish janabe ora bolo kake?
ghorhin ora ghum nei chokhe
juddhe chinno ghor bari desh
mathar bhitore bomaru biman
ei kaalo rath kobe hobe shesh?
shoto shoto mukh bhoye kator
jessore road j koto kotha bole
eto mora mukh adhmora paaye
purbo bangla kolkata chole
shomoy choleche raajpoth dhore
jessore road-ete manush michil
september haai bhoye kator
gorugari kadha rasta pichil
lokkho manush bhat cheye more
lokkho manush shoke bheshe jaai
ghorhin bhashe shoto shoto lok
lokkho jononi pagoler prai
refugee ghore khide paoa shishu
pet gulo shob fule fepe uthe
eituku shishu etoboro chokh
dishehara ma kaar kache chote
september bhoye kator
eto eto shudhu manusher mukh
juddho mrittu tobu shopno
fosholer math fele asha shukh
kar kache boli bhath ruti kotha
kake boli koro koro koro tran
kake boli ogo mrittu thamao
more jaoa buke ene dao pran
kado kado tumi manusher dol
tomar shorir khoto diye dhaka
jononir kole adpeta shishu
ei kemon bacha beche more thaka
choto choto tumi manusher dol
tomar ghoreo mrittur chaya
gulite chinno dehomon mati
ghor cherechoto matir miche maya
september bhoye kator
ghor bhenge geche juddher jhore
jessore road-er duidhare manush
eto eto lok shudhu keno more?
shoto shoto chokh akashta dekhe
shoto shoto shoto shishu more gelo
jessore road-er juddho-khetre
chera shongshar shob elomelo
kadamatimakha manusher dol
gadhagadhi hoye akashta dekhe
akashe boshot mora isshor
nalish janabe ora bolo kake?
ghorhin ora ghum nei chokhe
juddhe chinno ghor bari desh
mathar bhitor bomaru biman
ei kaalo rath kobe hobe shesh?
shoto shoto mukh bhoye kator
jessore road j koto kotha bole
eto mora mukh adhmora paaye
purbo bangla kolkata chole
Here are some of the songs from the album. And of course Sapno dekhbo bole. Happy dreaming.
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