Thursday, February 9, 2023

Sipra's Diary: (Print) .(Fragments of memoir)new Gramophone


 

                     GRAMOPHONE-Episode                           :    Sipra Roy

Both of my parent came from pretty wealthy family but they themselves spent in financial crisis throughout their life since I became aware of financial condition. 

My father had good job  in RailwayThey suffered   financially. because my father took extra responsibility of the whole family  not under compulsion but  by voluntary will  and being   offspring of wealthy family they had the habit of spending  liberally, often out of budget  .

My father was foodie. himself.  He   also  loved to give treat  occasionally  to people .So far I remember   besides the large number of members,   lots of guests used to come our house. For a long time I even ,didn't know that they are not any of our relatives having blood relation!.... 

 My father was a great connoisseur  of music, He  himself was  also a  good  musician.  We have gramophone . My father used to invite guests whenever new records were bought. It was like a function at home ;music- loving people used to come ;enjoyed the music with snacks ;we the kids played around the events. Generally we were inside the house before evening ; it was great to see and play with friends in the  late evening!many a  time I saw myself sleeping on the 'galicha' near the silent gramophone  among my father and  remaining 2/3 persons. 

I heard from my father  later , rather to say, the story of  his lamentation,  thus :

In 1930 he got his third posting in Modhupur railway,  a cute  salubrious town of Bihar. The Upper class people, chiefly from Calcutta crowded here every year  as tourists for weather and as a  health- resort . The railway neighborhood resembled a piece of wealthy village -town of London  and occupied  mostly  by the white British people . London-based  record company HMV( His Masters Voice )wished to  pitch  in British-owned Calcutta.  Fred Gaisberg, assistant of the inventor Emily Berliner along with William Barry Owen  came   on a mission to capture Indian Music. The first recording Studio Company was founded in DumDum of Calcutta; the very first Record  company in South East Asia. Some big shot  officer of the company used to come as tourist in Modhupur and came to be close friend to my father Some more renowned persons( who came as tourists ) happened to be close friends to my father. My father arranged musical program in Railway Recreation Club, which had  really gorgeous auditorium. Famous artists like GauherJan Bibi , Juthica Devi,  Beena Devi etc ,used to come and perform. My father also sang as local artist in the function . 

Either William Barry /or some other powerful  officer of the company requested my father to record his music. they  were some (classical based) religious song;"Modhubanme Radhika "//  "Mere To girdhari Gopal".My father was blown away in joy; he informed my grand father cheerfully that he needed to go   Calcutta for one /two days for recording .My grandfather burst out in anger and gave him warning not to keep any contact with the Company   who recorded  the  voice of the women who were socially degraded /outskirt.                                My  father became extremely  sad  as his dream of recorded artist was nip-in-the bud   but he obeyed my grandfather.  In1930s    there was neither name nor fame  of HMV.  He didn't record but he enjoyed in practicing music  regularly  in the morning and evening prayer  up to his last stage of life!

By the way, I saw once Beena  Devi in her old age taking chat with my father after the function was over. She was  very fashionable. and beautiful, even in her old age ! Her religious songs  were heard often in the morning program    in  All India Radio, Kolkata. 

 

***'Gramophone 'was a great wonder to me. I had no idea about the science of this music-machine . The sound of music from a super-shiny wooden box without the presence of any person was utterly mysterious to me !

Out of immense curiosity I asked  some of the elders  how and wherefrom the  music was pouring ?

He/she answered seriously that a little fairy/angel  was there who  performed.

I asked,"I never saw anybody;  please let me see her/him once ! how do they managed to enter inside this  small  box and how were they  able to get out?"

"They are tiny and invisible !"  I believed that lie for long time .

"What they eat when they are  hungry?"I asked. 

" Hey  crazy baby!   Fairies are never hungry ;they live on nectar which is needed only once in a year!

I asked my sister whether it could be true.  My elder sister also convinced me so!

But I always stayed nearby the gramophone . I blocked my  cryptic eyes with palm ,waiting  with a hope if the mystic fairy slipped to be  invisible someday by mistake  and caught  hold  into my sight ! But at last, I always fell into slumber in sheer despair.

                                      

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