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Thursday, July 07, 2005

G U R U



Here's what some of the cricketers 'possibly' be singing if they are BIG Kishore Kumar fan like me: Ganguly - 'Kuchh toh log kahenge, logo ka kaam hain kehna, chhoro bekaar ki baaton se kahi beet na jaye rayna'Sachin (to McGrath) - 'Aa dekhe zara kis mein kitna hain dum, dum se rakhna kadam mere saathiya'Nayan Mongia - 'Badi suni suni hain, zindegi yeh zindegi, main khud se hoon yaha(in the Indian dressing room) ajnabi ajnabi'Harbhajan Singh (to himself during his lean period) - 'Ruk jaana nahi tu kahi haar ke, kaaton pe chal ke Add Imagemilenge saaye baahar ke'Azhar (to himself) - 'Saala main toh sahab ban gaya'
Kapil (to his business partner Hiren Hathi whose premise was raided by CBI) - 'Chal chal chal mere Hathi, o mere sathi'Laxman (after the series against Australia) - 'Zindegi ek safar hain suhana, yaha kal kya ho kis ne jaanan'Azhar (when he met Mukesh Gupta) - 'Ajnabi, tum jaane pehchane se lagteh ho'Manoj Prabhakar (during the Tehelka tapes) - 'Main tasveer utaarta hoon'Kapil Dev (during the TV interview) - 'Mere naina saawan bhaando, phir bhi mera mann pyasa'Azhar & Jadeja (after they lost their place in the team)- 'Zindegi ki safar mein guzar jaate hain jo makam, woh phir nahi aate' Agarkar (to Ponting who also scored ducks, during the Test series) - 'Diye jalteh hain, phool khilteh hain, badi mushkil se magar duniya mein dost milteh hain'Shiv Sunder Das (during the Mumbai test, for the Aussie bowlers) - 'Aaj unn se pehli mulaqat hogi, phir aamne saamne baat hogi' Dravid (for all his critics) - 'Chudi nahi hain mera dil hain dekho dekho toote na'Dravid (determined to succeed) - 'Nafrat karne walon ke seeneh mein pyar bhar du' Ganguly (to Murali Kartik) - 'Aa chal ke tujhe main leke chalu ek aisi gagan ki taleh'Indian players for Graeme Hick (when he got the boot one more time)- 'Chalte chalte mere yeh geet yaad rakhna kabhi alvida na kehna'
Narendra Hirwani (to the selectors) - 'Bhool gaya sab kuchh, yaad nahi ab kuchh'Md. Kaif - 'Inteha ho gayee intezaar ki'
Ravi Shastri (after his break-up with Amrita Singh) - 'Dil aisa kis ne mera toda'Steve Waugh and Ganguly - 'Mujhe kuchh kehna hain, mujhe bhi kuchh kehna hain'cricketers who basically live out of their suitcase - 'Musafir hoon yaaron, na ghar hain na thikana'Sachin & Kambli - 'Baneh chahe dushman zamana hamara, salamat rahe dostana hamara'Hansie Cronje - 'Koi lauta de mere beete huey din'

Thoughts

The immortal songs of Kishore Kumar have always been a part of my life, especially during the college days, and mostly for LOVE. Let me share with you the importance of various Kishore Kumar songs in my love life. Toh pesh hain - ?Meri Prem Kahani, Kishore Kumar ke gaane ki zubani?

'I had a carefree, fun-loving attitude towards life, 'Hum hain raahi pyar ke hum se kuchh na boliye, jo bhi pyar se mila hum usi ke ho liye'. I believe that Love should be an integral part of everyone's life as 'Zindagi pyar ka geet hain, usse har dil ko gaana padega'.

Although I haven?t been as lucky as Sourav Ganguly, but like him, I also once had an eye for a ?padoson? and used to sing for her ?Mere saamne wali khidki mein ek chand ka tukdaa rehta hain?.

About my dream girl, I?d ask curiously ?Mere sapno ki raani kab aayegi tu??. I'd long for a sweetheart....

In those days, often I?d come across a beautiful girl somewhere and when I?d meet my friends later, I?d tell them ?Ek ajnabi haseena se yun mulaqat ho gayee?. I couldn?t concentrate on my studies as she?d keep coming back to my thoughts and I?d wonder ?Khawab ho tum ya koi haqeekat, kaun ho tum batlao?. I?d lose sleep over her and could only think about her - ?Dream girl, ek shayar ki gazal Dream Girl?kabhi toh milegi..aaj nahi toh kal?. Wherever I look, I could only see her - ?Jidhar dekhu teri tasveer nazar aati hain?. I could think about her the whole day without anything else getting done - ?Gum hain kisi ke pyar mein dil subah shaam?.

Then out of the blue, I?d see her again in some social get-together, but ?Mehfil mein kaise keh de kisi se, dil bandh raha hain kisi ajnabi se?? There was some occasional cases when another guy was wooing her too, but that didn?t deter me to challenge him with ?Aa dekhe zara, kiss mein kitna hain dum?.

Obviously the girls being the ?Simti si sharmayee si? types, often the guys have to patao them. ?Maana janaab ne pukara nahi?, but you have to take the initiative to find out whether ?saath humhara gawara nahi? or not. If the girl was rude or arrogant, then I?d tell her ?Kitne bhi tu karle sitam, hans hans ke sahenge hum, yeh pyar na hoga kam, sanam teri kasam? or ?Dilbar mere kabtak mujhe aise hi tadpaoge?. Sometimes, she?d be mad with my antics, but my logic would be ?Gussa itna haseen hain toh pyar kaisa hoga??. It didn?t matter whether we spoke the same language or not, I was able to convey my feeling for her in any language through the song ?Angrezi mein kehte hain?.

The ?peecha? would continue with songs like ?Tere peecha na main toh chhodunga soniye?, ?Chahiye thoda pyar, thoda pyar chahiye?, ?Pyar maanga hain tum hi se, na inkaar karo? and ?De de pyar de?. I?d try to woo her by telling her ?Humeh tum se pyar kitna yeh hum nahi jaante, magar jee nahi sakteh tumhare bina? and ?Humeh aur jeene ki chahat na hoti, agar tum na hoteh?. If the girl was way too beautiful and a bit ?ghamandi? because of that, then I?d have to tell her ?Dil ko dekho chehra na dekho?. If she still wouldn?t agree, then I?d say her goodbye with ?Mere naseeb mein aye dost tera pyar nahi?, but how could I pacify myself as ?Dil kya karen jab kisi pe kisi ko pyar ho jaaye??.

On other occasions, she?d take pity on me and agree to a date and I?d go ?Aaj unn se pehli mulaqat hogi, phir aamne saamne baat hogi?. Of course I won?t use the antara like ?andekha anjana chehra?, but this song was perfect as that?d be the first time I could talk to her ?aamne saamne?. I?d be somewhat nervous too for the first date as I?d sing ?Dil dhak dhak karne laga?. Sometimes, if the girl had brothers, then there would be even further troubles. The protective brothers would threaten me and I?d sing ?Dekha na hai re socha na hai re rakh di nishane pe jaan?. But if it?s smooth sailing without any ?kabab mein huddi?, then it?d be ?Pal pal dil ke paas tum rehti ho?. Eyes are one of the important aspects that I notice in a girl and I?d say ?Aakhon mein hum ne aap ke sapne sajaye hain?, ?Yeh naina yeh kaajal, yeh zulphen, yeh aanchal? and ?Aap ki aakhon mein kuchh mehke huye se raaz hain?.

For a date on a ?Chandni Raat?, I?d sing to her ?Chandni raat mein ek baar tujhe dekha hain? and ?Chehra hain ya chand khila hain?. Often I?d drop her home after a date and tell her ?Bye bye Miss goodnight, kal phir milenge?. And on my way back home on a moonlit night I?d go ?Thandi hawa yeh chandni suhani, aye mere dil suna koi kahani?. Sometimes, she?d be late for the date. I?d be irritated like hell, but KK will keep me company with songs like ?Inteha ho gayee intezaar ki?. A date near the sea would always remind me of ?Saagar kinare, dil yeh pukare tu jo nahi toh mera koi nahi hain?. Not only the dates, but those love letters too?I?d wish that ?Phloon ki rang se, dil ki kalam se, tujhko likhi roz paati?.

Once I was invited to her house. I was excited and told her ?Shayad teri shaadi ka khayal dil mein aaya hain, isi liye mummy ne teri mujhe chai pe bulaya hain?. But unfortunately, I was told to lay off. Mom would ask me to concentrate on my studies, but I?d think ?Aanewala pal jaanewala hain, ho sakeh toh uss mein zindegi bita doh pal toh yeh jaanewala hain?. As usual, there were gossips about us in the locality, but ?Kuchh toh log kahenge, logo ka kaam hain kehna, chhro bekaar ki baaton mein kahi beet na jaaye raina?. But on a few occasions, we?d feel like ?Chal kahi durr nikal jaaye? to get away from these nasty people.

There were heartbreaks too and during those days, songs like ?Badi suni suni hain?, ?Koi hamdam na raha?, ?Jeevan ke safar mein rahi milteh hain bichhad jaane ko?, ?Leheron kia tarah yaaden, dil se takrati hain?, ?Dil aisa kisi ne mera toda? etc. used to give me company. I?d plead with her not to break up my heart as ?Chudi nahi yeh mera dil hain?. I?d wonder ?Yeh kya hua, kaise hua, kiyun hua???? I?d cry for hours after a break-up, ?Mere naina sawan bhadon, phir bhi mera mann pyasa?. I?ll tell her ?Tere bina zindegi se koi sikwa nahi? and tell myself ?Dukhi mann mere, sunn mera kehna?. My friends would stand by me and they?d say ?Ruk jaana nahi tu kabhi haar ke, katon pe chal ke milenge saaye bahar ke? and soon I?ll be back to normal. A friend in a need is a friend indeed because ?Diye jalteh hain, phool khilteh hain, badi mushkil se magar duniya mein dost milteh hain?. Once I?d become normal, the same dream would come back again?with another girl this time, ?Phir wohi raat hain, phir wohi raat hain khwab ki', with another girl this time - 'Jab bhi koi kangna boleh, payal chhanak jaaye'.

If I had to call off the relationship for some unavoidable reasons, I'd tell her 'Hum bewafa hargiz ne theh, par hum wafa kar na sakeh' or 'Teri duniya se hokeh mazboor chala'. When I look back, I still feel that 'Zindegi ke safar mein guzar jaate hain jo makaam, who phir nahi aate'. But I have always believed in Love as I think 'Pyar hi jeene ki soorat hain, sab se badi zaroorat hain, pyar se kya darna?' Those memories are still so distinctly clear. 'Woh shaam kuchh ajeeb thi, yeh shaam bhi ajeeb hain'. Those days of growing up is a thing of the past now and I do miss them sometimes. 'Koi lauta de mere beetey huye din'.

As far as my present life is concerned, I am always on the move, 'Musafir hoon yaaron na ghar hain na thikana, mujhe chalteh jaana hain bas chalteh jaana'. Whenever 'Gaadi bula rahi hain', I move from one place to another but still believe that 'Jeevan ke har mod pe mil jaate hain humsafar'. May be 'Pal bhar ke liye koi humeh pyar kar le, jhutha hi sahi'. But yet, 'Tanha main akela, toota taara koi'.

I wish that 'Koi hota jisko apna, hum apna keh lete yaaron'. But never mind, 'Jiska koi nahi, uska toh khuda hain yaaron'. In the end, 'Mera jeevan kora kagaz kora hi rah gaya'. Nobody understood my pain - 'Main hoon ek paagal premi, mera dard na koi jaana'. This is the journey of life and nobody has completely understood it 'Zindegi ka safar, hain yeh kaisa safar, koi samjha nahi, koi jaana nahi' and it's better if one can accept it just the way it is and go with the flow 'Yeh jeevan hain, iss jeevan ka, yehi hain rang roop'. I still love life, 'Kabhi palkon pe aansoon hain, kabhi lab pe sikawat hain, magar aye zindegi phir bhi mujhe tujh se mohabbat hain'!

In Loving Memory

In Loving Memory Of Geniuses

Far away from the technological blitz that has enveloped modern society, Times Music beckons at gentler times, softer and more lyrical music with a nostalgic tribute to two great musical legends - Kishore Kumar and Salil Chowdhury.The dual album offering is aptly titled as Madhur Smriti and the two singers who relive the golden past are Antara Chowdhury, Salil Chowdhury's daughter and Sromona (Mamoni Guha Thakurta), Kishore Kumar's protege. As a musical journey down memory lane, Madhur Smriti is a unique compilation simply because every song, rendition and nuance recreates a magical past. Songs such as Sajna tere naina, O koi ajnabi sung by Antara Chowdhury are not only sung with delicacy but also with such strong feeling that the original Bengali songs from which these have been translated are also enhanced in translation.The same sincerity holds true for songs such as Phir wahi raat hai or Aane wala pal in Sromona's voice. Both albums contain ten handpicked songs - songs that have affected a nation when they first sprung from the composer's baton. Antara in her own words says, "It was a challenge for me to sing the variety of songs, from my father's vast repertoire." Sromona, who is Ruma Guha Thakurta's daughter also is unequivocal about the inspiration, "Every song has something of what he (Kishore Kumar) taught me.I owe my inspiration to him." Sromona is the main member of the Calcutta Youth Choir, which her mother has founded. For Antara, the music has been re-arranged by Sanjoy Chowdhury and Yogesh and Raghav have penned the Hindi lyrics. For Sromona, the music arranger is Rocket Mondal. Madhur Smriti is a collection to savour, to dwell on, to enjoy. This two-part set will remain a favourite for years to come.Salil Chowdhury: Some factsSalil Chowdhury was born in the year 1925 and died on September 5, 1995, just before his 70th birthday. Salil was arguably the most versatile musician in Indian cinema. He was better known as the non-conformist music composer - his meticulous attention to details, a scrupulous ear for musical content, an insatiable desire for improvisation were legendary.Salil's music was a unique blending of the east and the west. He had once said 'I want to create a style which shall transcend borders - a genre which is emphatic and polished, but never predictable'.

Kishore Kumar: Some facts

Kishore Kumar Ganguly, a Bengali, grew up in Khandwa in Madhya Pradesh. He had no formal training in music.He used to frequent the Bombay Talkies Studio and, at times, joined the chorus under music director Saraswati Devi. Kishore was just 19 years when he was initiated into playback singing by composer Khemchand Prakash, his first song being the melancholy Marne ki duaen kyon maangu in the hit film Ziddi.Kishore Sahu sang his first hit playback song, Jagmag jagmag karta nikla chand poonam ka pyara, on screen. The song made Kishore Kumar a recognisable name. He sung a number of songs of varied moods, most of these were sung to the compositions of S.D Burman and R.D Burman.

One & the only K I S H O R E

Known for his eccentricity, he was called everything from a miser to a madcap to a moron. But, as a singer he was unparalleled. So was his ability to make people laugh. Remembers Kishore Kumar on the occasion of his 15th death anniversary.

The man from Khandwa, as he called himself, died exactly 15 years ago in October 1987. It is strange that an eccentric like Kishore Kumar Ganguly should have thought so much of his birthplace in Madhya Pradesh. He was the later-day Don Quixote de la Mancha who tilted at the windmills of false values so fostered by the Bombay film industry. But despite its perfidy and intrigue, the same film industry could never deny the undoubted genius of this versatile showman.

Kishore Kumar has been called everything - from a miser to a madcap to a moron. Perhaps, it is out of such madness that his genius emerged. As a singer, he was unparalleled: his songs coming as naturally as laughter. No other comedian had the precise timing for slapstick that he had and like slapstick itself, he was no respecter of age or sex. The heroine's gouty uncle could face as much the butt of his humour as his cruder contemporaries like I S Johar or Mehmood. In many ways, greatness was thrust upon him and he played the fool to the hilt.

To understand Kishore Kumar, one would have to go back to his native Khandwa. In 1949, he came to what was then Bombay, hoping that his elder brother and film star Ashok Kumar would introduce him to his idol - singer K L Saigal. He too wanted to be a singer, but the film industry conned him into becoming an actor.
Naturally, Kishore Kumar rebelled. He came to the sets with half his head shaved or half his moustache trimmed off. He muffed his lines. He said to Meena Kumari what he should have told Bina Rai in some other film. He ran away, or hid himself under the tables when the producers came home, he laughed when he was supposed to cry. But nothing worked. Only the audience laughed the louder at what they thought his antics. "I just went cuckoo", he once confessed.

The same quality was reflected in his singing. His ability to yodel perfectly, freak off into nonsense rhyme and still return to the original tune was exhilarating. For those used to straightforward singing, this was heady wine. And Sachin Deb Burman, that talented music director, made him a constant playback for Dev Anand. Who does not hum those tunes even today? From Paying Guest (Mana janab ne pukara nahin) to Nau Do Gyarah (Hum hain raahi pyar ke) to Funtoosh (Ai meri topi palat ke aa), he weaved his spell. And in the films in which he starred, from Bandi, Bhai Bhai, Looko Chhori (Bengali), Shararat, New Delhi, he yodelled his way through; Eena meena deeka, Mera naam Abdul Rahman, CAT Cat, Hum to muhabbat karega and the list is too long to recollect.

He is, of course, best remembered for his own production Chalti ka Naam Gadi, where he starred with his brothers Ashok Kumar and Anoop Kumar and his wife then, the fabulous Madhubala. The jalopy in which the three brothers fooled around lay for many years in the backyard of his Juhu residence in Bombay.

The songs, of course, were immortal, tuned by S D Burman. Baboo samjho ishare (with Manna Dey), Ek ladki bheegi bhagi si, Paanch rupaiya barah anna, Jaate the Japan pahoonch gaye Cheen (again with Manna Dey) and Haal kaisa hai janab ka (with Asha Bhonsle). This surely was the most enjoyable freewheeling knockabout ever made in India.In other films too, he clowned and sang: In I S Johar's Bewaqoof, with brother Ashok Kumar and the sexy Mala Sinha and Helen for company: Michael hai to cycle hai, Michael jo nahin cycle bhi nahin! Could the world have been crazier? And of course that great comedy Padosan, with Sunil Dutt, Mehmood and Saira Bano.

That one particular reel where the song occurs - Ek chatur naar karke singar - is played over and over again to this day. In Ragini, he played a Bengali in love with a Miss Pillai and sings: Main Bangali chokra and Humre Bangladesh mein har gori ke lambe baal. Nonsense, really, but what fun! But behind this clown's facade, there was a serious mind at work too. For instance, his films Door Gagan Ki Chaon Mein (a father's struggle for his disadvantaged son), Jhumroo and Badhti Ka Naam Dadhi and Chalti Ka Naam Zindagi. The first few feet of Door Gagan could well match any art film made here. And in Badhti Ka Naam Dadhi he fairly reaches surrealistic heights, taking off from the final `draw' in the Western genre. In the last scene, the two bearded rivals, played by K N Singh (elder brother of the late film critic Bikram Singh) and Jayant (father of Amjad Khan) confront each other armed with a pair of giant scissors! Kishore also played a serious role opposite Meena Kumari in Shararat and appropriately, Shankar Jaikishen gave him a playback for the one and only time for the song Ajab hai dastan teri ai zindagi.

For all his eccentricity, Kishore married some of the most beautiful women in India. First Ruma Guha-Thakurta (the mother of his singer son Amit Kumar), then the beautiful Madhubala (whom he literally nursed for years till her death), Yogita Bali (niece of the great Geeta Bali) and finally Leena Chandavarkar.

There are any number of Kishore Kumar tales to be heard in Mumbai. The best is how when he was shooting for a Satyen Bose film in Mahableshwar, he was supposed to come out of a bungalow, get into a car and go past the gate. After a couple of retakes, Kishore got into the car and drove past straight to Bombay while the entire unit waited for him to return. Night fell, but there was no sign of the man. To make matters worse, the car belonged to the producer.

He was a miser, screamed that the taxmen took away all his earnings. And considerable earnings they were too: he charged Rs 15,000 per song. He charged one rupee less than Lata Mangeshkar to show his respect for her and her seniority. And he talked of going back to Khandwa to become a farmer.

He shunned people, never smoke or drank and had no friends. Once when a lady gossip writer asked him who his friends were, he took her to his backyard and introduced her to half-a-dozen trees. There they are, he said, Janardhan, Raghunandan, Gangadhar, Jagannath, Budhuram and Jhatpatjhatpat-jhatpat! The lady wrote that he was mad.

For many years, even after his death, Radio Ceylon regularly played a Kishore Kumar song on the first of every month - the payday when the common man dreams of taking his wife to a movie starring Dev Anand, Dilip Kumar, Ashok Kumar, Meena Kumari, Nargis and of course Kishore Kumar. The song was Bhool mat jaana aaj pehli tarik hai, khush hai zamana aaj pehli tarik hai!

About Kishore Kumar, one may only say: Never before, never again!

Interview with KK

Here are excerpts of a tete-a tete with Kishore Kumar and the editor of the Illustrated Weekly, Pritish Nandy. This piece appeared in a cover story entitled "GENIUS" in the April 28, 1985 issue of the Illustrated Weekly. In the same story, Kishore Kumar ranked HIS favourite 10 songs. They are:

Those who aren't interested should hit 'n' right now!

Song
Music Director
Film
Dukhi man mere
S.D. Burman
Funtoosh
Jag mag jag mag karta nikla
Khemchand Prakash
Rim Jhim
Husn bhi hai udas udas
Anil Biswas
Fareb
Chingari koi Bhadke
R.D. Burman
Amar Prem
Mere naina saawan bhaadon
R.D. Burman
Mehbooba
Koi hum dum na raha
Kishore Kumar
Jhumroo
Mere mehboob kayamat hogi
Laxmikant-Pyarelal
Mr X in Bombay
Koi hota jisko apna
Salil Chowdhury
Mere Apne
Woh Shaam kuch ajeeb thi
Hemant Kumar
Khamoshi
Badi sooni sooni hai
S.D. Burman
Milee

PN=Pritish Nandy KK=Kishore Kumar

PN: I understand you are quitting Bombay and going away to Khandwa...KK: Who can live in this stupid, friendless city where everyone seeks to exploit you every moment of the day? Can you trust anyone out here? Is anyone trustworthy? Is anyone a friend you can count on? I am determined to get out of this futile rat race and live as I've always wanted to. In my native Khandwa, the land of my forefathers. Who wants to die in this ugly city?PN: Why did you come here in the first place?KK: I would come to visit my brother Ashok Kumar. He was such a big star in those days. I thought he could introduce me to KL Saigal who was my greatest idol. People say he used to sing through his nose. But so what? He was a great singer. Greater than anyone else.PN: I believe you are planning to record an album of famous Saigal songs....KK: They asked me to. I refused. Why should I try to outsing him? Let him remain enshrined in our memory. Let his songs remain just HIS songs. Let not even one person say that Kishore Kumar sang them better.PN: If you didn't like Bombay, why did you stay back? For fame? For money?KK: I was conned into it. I only wanted to sing. Never to act. But somehow, thanks to peculiar circumstances, I was persuaded to act in the movies. I hated every moment of it and tried virtually every trick to get out of it. I muffed my lines, pretended to be crazy, shaved my head off, played difficult, began yodelling in the midst of tragic scenes, told Meena Kumari what I was supposed to tell Bina Rai in some other film - but they still wouldn't let me go. I screamed, ranted, went cuckoo. But who cared? They were just determined to make me a star.PN: Why?KK: Because I was Dadamoni's brother. And he was a great hero.PN: But you succeeded, after your fashion....KK: Of course I did. I was the biggest draw after Dilip Kumar. There were so many films I was doing in those days that I had to run from one set to the other, changing on the way. Imagine me. My shirts flying off, my trousers falling off, my wig coming off while I'm running from one set to the other. Very often I would mix up my lines and look angry in a romantic scene or romantic in the midst of a fierce battle. It was terrible and I hated it. It evoked nightmares of school. Directors were like school teachers. Do this. Do that. Don't do this. Don't do that. I dreaded it. That's why I would often escape.PN: Well, you are notorious for the trouble you give your directors and producers. Why is that?KK: Nonsense. They give me trouble. You think they give a damn for me? I matter to them only because I sell. Who cared for me during my bad days? Who cares for anyone in this profession?PN: Is that why you prefer to be a loner?KK: Look, I don't smoke, drink or socialize. I never go to parties. If that makes me a loner, fine. I am happy this way. I go to work and I come back straight home. To watch my horror movies, play with my spooks, talk to my trees, sing. In this avaricious world, every creative person is bound to be lonely. How can you deny me that right?PN: You don't have many friends?KK: None.PN: That's rather sweeping.KK: People bore me. Film people particularly bore me. I prefer talking to my trees.PN: So you like nature?KK: That's why I want to get away to Khandwa. I have lost all touch with nature out here. I tried to did a canal all around my bungalow out here, so that we could sail gondolas there. The municipality chap would sit and watch and nod his head disapprovingly, while my men would dig and dig. But it didn't work. One day someone found a hand - a skeletal hand- and some toes. After that no one wanted to dig anymore. Anoop, my second brother, came charging with Ganga water and started chanting mantras. He thought this house was built on a graveyard. Perhaps it is. But I lost the chance of making my home like Venice.PN: People would have thought you crazy. In fact they already do.KK: Who said I'm crazy. The world is crazy; not me.PN: Why do you have this reputation for doing strange things?KK: It all began with this girl who came to interview me. In those days I used to live alone. So she said: You must be very lonely. I said: No, let me introduce you to some of my friends. So I took her to the garden and introduced her to some of the friendlier trees. Janardhan; Raghunandan; Gangadhar; Jagannath; Buddhuram; Jhatpatajhatpatpat. I said they were my closest friends in this cruel world. She went and wrote this bizarre piece, saying that I spent long evenings with my arms entwined around them. What's wrong with that, you tell me? What's wrong making friends with trees?PN: Nothing.KK: Then, there was this interior decorator-a suited, booted fellow who came to see me in a three-piece woollen, Saville Row suit in the thick of summer- and began to lecture me about aesthetics, design, visual sense and all that. After listening to him for about half an hour and trying to figure out what he was saying through his peculiar American accent, I told him that I wanted something very simple for my living room. Just water-several feet deep- and little boats floating around, instead of large sofas. I told him that the centre-piece should be anchored down so that the tea service could be placed on it and all of us could row up to it in our boats and take sips from our cups. But the boats should be properly balanced, I said, otherwise we might whizz past each other and conversation would be difficult. He looked a bit alarmed but that alarm gave way to sheer horror when I began to describe the wall decor. I told him that I wanted live crows hanging from the walls instead of paintings -since I liked nature so much. And, instead of fans, we could have monkeys farting from the ceiling. That's when he slowly backed out from the room with a strange look in his eyes. The last I saw of him was him running out of the front gate, at a pace that would have put an electric train to shame. What's crazy about having a living room like that, you tell me? If he can wear a woollen, three-piece suit in the height of summer, why can't I hang live crows on my walls?PN: Your ideas are quite original, but why do your films fare so badly?KK: Because I tell my distributors to avoid them. I warn them at the very outset that the film might run for a week at the most. Naturally, they go away and never come back. Where will you find a producer-director who warns you not to touch his film because even he can't understand what he has made?PN: Then why do you make films?KK: Because the spirit moves me. I feel I have something to say and the films eventually do well at times. I remember this film of mine - Door Gagan ki Chhaon mein - which started to an audience of 10 people in Alankar. I know because I was in the hall myself. There were only ten people who had come to watch the first show! Even its release was peculiar. Subhodh Mukherjee, the brother of my brother-in-law, had booked Alankar(the hall) for 8 weeks for his film April Fool- which everyone knew was going to be a block- buster. My film, everyone was sure, was going to be a thundering flop. So he offered to give me a week of his booking. Take the first week, he said flamboyantly, and I'll manage within seven. After all, the movie can't run beyond a week. It can't run beyond two days, I reassured him. When 10 people came for the first show, he tried to console me. Don't worry, he said, it happens at times. But who was worried? Then, the word spread. Like wildfire. And within a few days the hall began to fill. It ran for all 8 weeks at Alankar, house full! Subodh Mukherjee kept screaming at me but how could I let go the hall? After 8 weeks when the booking ran out, the movie shifted to Super, where it ran for another 21 weeks! That's the anatomy of a hit of mine. How does one explain it? Can anyone explain it? Can Subodh Mukherjee, whose April Fool went on to become a thundering flop?PN: But you, as the director should have known?KK: Directors know nothing. I never had the privilege of working with any good director. Except Satyen Bose and Bimal Roy, no one even knew the ABC of film making. How can you expect me to give good performances under such directors? Directors like S.D. Narang didn't even know where to place the camera. He would take long, pensive drags from his cigarette, mumble 'Quiet, quiet, quiet' to everyone, walk a couple of furlongs absentmindedly, mutter to himself and then tell the camera man to place the camera wherever he wanted. His standard line to me was:Do something. What something? Come on, some thing! So I would go off on my antics. Is this the way to act? Is this the way to direct a movie? And yet Narangsaab made so many hits!PN: Why didn't you ever offer to work with a good director?KK: Offer! I was far too scared. Satyajit Ray came to me and wanted me to act in Parash Pathar - his famous comedy - and I was so scared that I ran away. Later, Tulsi Chakravarti did the role. It was a great role and I ran away from it, so scared I was of these great directors.PN: But you knew Ray.KK: Of course I did. I loaned him five thousand rupees at the time of Pather Panchali-when he was in great financial difficulty- and even though he paid back the entire loan, I never gave him an opportunity to forget the fact that I had contributed to the making of the classic. I still rib him about it. I never forget the money I loan out!PN: Well, some people think you are crazy about money. Others describe you as a clown, pretending to be kinky but sane as hell. Still others find you cunning and manipulative. Which is the real you?KK: I play different roles at different times. For different people. In this crazy world, only the truly sane man appears to be mad. Look at me. Do you think I'm mad? Do you think I can be manipulative?PN: How would I know?KK: Of course you would know. It's so easy to judge a man by just looking at him. You look at these film people and you instantly know they're rogues.PN: I believe so.KK: I don't believe so. I know so. You can't trust them an inch. I have been in this rat race for so long that I can smell trouble from miles afar. I smelt trouble the day I came to Bombay in the hope of becoming a playback singer and got conned into acting. I should have just turned my back and run.PN: Why didn't you?KK: Well, I've regretted it ever since. Boom Boom. Boompitty boom boom. Chikachikachik chik chik. Yadlehe eeee yadlehe ooooo (Goes on yodelling till the tea comes. Someone emerges from behind the upturned sofa in the living room, looking rather mournful with a bunch of rat-eaten files and holds them up for KK to see)PN: What are those files?KK: My income tax records.PN: Rat-eaten?KK: We use them as pesticides. They are very effective. The rats die quite easily after biting into them.PN: What do you show the tax people when they ask for the papers?KK: The dead rats.PN: I see.KK: You like dead rats?PN: Not particularly.KK: Lots of people eat them in other parts of the world.PN: I guess so.KK: Haute cuisine. Expensive too. Costs a lot of money.PN: Yes?KK: Good business, rats. One can make money from them if one is enterprising.PN: I believe you are very fussy about money. Once, I'm told. a producer paid you only half your dues and you came to the sets with half your head and half your moustache shaved off. And you told him that when he paid the rest, you would shoot with your face intact...KK: Why should they take me for granted? These people never pay unless you teach them a lesson. I was shooting in the South once. I think the film was Miss Mary and these chaps kept me waiting in the hotel room for five days without shooting. So I got fed up and started cutting my hair. First I chopped off some hair from the right side of my head and then, to balance it, I chopped off some from the left. By mistake I overdid it. So I cut off some more from the right. Again I overdid it. So I had to cut from the left again. This went on till I had virtually no hair left- and that's when the call came from the sets. When I turned up the way I was, they all collapsed. That's how rumours reached Bombay. They said I had gone cuckoo. I didn't know. I returned and found everyone wishing me from long distance and keeping a safe distance of 10 feet while talking. Even those chaps who would come and embrace me waved out from a distance and said Hi. Then, someone asked me a little hesitantly how I was feeling. I said: Fine. I spoke a little abruptly perhaps. Suddenly I found him turning around and running. Far, far away from me.PN: But are you actually so stingy about money?KK: I have to pay my taxes.PN: You have income tax problems I am told....KK: Who doesn't? My actual dues are not much but the interest has piled up. I'm planning to sell off a lot of things before I go to Khandwa and settle this entire business once and for all.PN: You refused to sing for Sanjay Gandhi during the emergency and, it is said, that's why the tax hounds were set on you. Is this true?KK: Who knows why they come. But no one can make me do what I don't want to do. I don't sing at anyone's will or command. But I sing for charities, causes all the time.
[Note: Sanjay Gandhi wanted KK to sing at some Congress rally in Bombay. KK refused. Sanjay Gandhi ordered All India Radio to stop playing Kishore songs. This went on for quite a while. KK refused to apologize. Finally, it took scores of prominent producers and directors to convince those in power to rescind the ban- Rajan]
PN: What about your home life? Why has that been so turbulent?KK: Because I like being left alone.PN: What went wrong with Ruma Devi, your first wife?KK: She was a very talented person but we could not get along because we looked at life differently. She wanted to build a choir and a career. I wanted someone to build me a home. How can the two reconcile? You see, I'm a simple minded villager type. I don't understand this business about women making careers. Wives should first learn how to make a home. And how can you fit the two together? A career and a home are quite separate things. That's why we went our separate ways.PN: Madhubala, your second wife?KK: She was quite another matter. I knew she was very sick even before I married her. But a promise is a promise. So I kept my word and brought her home as my wife, even though I knew she was dying from a congenital heart problem. For 9 long years I nursed her. I watched her die before my own eyes. You can never understand what this means until you live through this yourself. She was such a beautiful woman and she died so painfully. She would rave and rant and scream in frustration. How can such an active person spend 9 long years bed-ridden? And I had to humour her all the time. That's what the doctor asked me to. That's what I did till her very last breath. I would laugh with her. I would cry with her.PN: What about your third marriage? To Yogeeta Bali?KK: That was a joke. I don't think she was serious about marriage. She was only obsessed with her mother. She never wanted to live here.PN: But that's because she says you would stay up all night and count money..KK: Do you think I can do that? Do you think I'm mad? Well, it's good we separated quickly.PN: What about your present marriage?KK: Leena is a very different kind of person. She too is an actress like all of them but she's very different. She's seen tragedy. She's faced grief. When your husband is shot dead, you change. You understand life. You realize the ephemeral quality of all things.. I am happy now.PN: What about your new film? Are you going to play hero in this one too?KK: No no no. I'm just the producer-director. I'm going to be behind the camera. Remember I told you how much I hate acting? All I might do is make a split second appearance on screen as an old man or something.PN: Like Hitchcock?KK: Yes, my favourite director. I'm mad, true. But only about one thing. Horror movies. I love spooks. They are a friendly fearsome lot. Very nice people, actually, if you get to know them. Not like these industry chaps out here. Do you know any spooks?PN: Not very friendly ones.KK: But nice, frightening ones?PN: Not really.KK: But that's precisely what we're all going to become one day. Like this chap out here (points to a skull, which he uses as part of his decor, with red light emerging from its eyes)- you don't even know whether it's a man or a woman. Eh? But it's a nice sort. Friendly too. Look, doesn't it look nice with my specs on its non-existent nose?PN: Very nice indeed.KK: You are a good man. You understand the real things of life. You are going to look like this one day.

Kishoreda's own words

Kishore, in his own words:

"My father Kunjalal Ganguli, was a pleader (advocate) who earned Rs 30 a month. My mama, Dhananjay Banerjee, a classical singer, was the only family link I had with music. But I was never trained to be a singer. It was my brother Dadamoni who learnt music from the well-known Saraswati Devi."

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"Very early in life I was fascinated by K.L. Saigal. I used to save my pocket money to buy his records. He's my real guru.
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"In Padosan, I mimicked my mama - long hair, kajal in the eyes, constant paan-chewing and the works. My performance was so perfect that shooting was halted after two days. Both Mehmood and Sunil felt that I was stealing every scene from them, and they got down to working on their get-ups. That's how Mehmood and Sunil got to wearing wigs etc."
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"When I married Leena I didn't expect to be a father again. After all, I was in my fifties then. But Sumeet has been a source of immense joy to me. Leena, Amit, Sumeet and I today make a well-adjusted foursome. I had always longed for a secure, happy family. It remained just a dream until Leena came along. With her, for the first time, I have achieved emotional security."
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"I was surprised when "Lata agreed to do stage shows with me in London. Though I was thrilled, I was worried about one thing - her discipline. She would never go on stage without proper rehearsal. But I like to take things easy. We had to sing five duets: Chai pe bulaya hain (Souten), Gata rahe mera dil (Guide), Jai jai shiv shankar (Aap ki Kasam), Accha to hum chalte hain (Aan Milo Sajana) and Kora kagaz tha yeh man mera (Aradhana). The problem arose when it was time for us to go on stage. We couldn't decide who should go first. I suggested that Lata sing first because she was my senior. But she didn't. Instead she went on stage to introduce me. She praised me a lot, but made it a point to add, "I call him Da because he is older to me". Yes, I'm one month and 24 days older than her! We did three shows in Wembley. During the first one there was a problem because organizer had publicized that we'd be singing "Angrezi mein kehte hain I love you"(Khuddar). But Lata refused to sing the song because it contained the word 'idiot' in it. Again she put her foot down against "Pag ghungroo" (Namak Halal) because she said it belittled Meerabai. Instead, she said, I should sing a bhajan. I was nonplussed because I couldn't remember any. Finally, I managed to sing one - Hari naam ka pyaala - rendered originally by S.D. Burman. It was received with great applause."
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"I am a crazy fan of Topol's. When we were in London, I saw an advertisement of "Fiddler on the Roof" in the drama section of a newspaper. I thought they'd made a mistake. When I checked, I was told that there WAS a stage show of "Fiddler...". I can't tell you how thrilled I was. I had seen the film at least a hundred times and now I had an opportunity to see my favourite actor perform right in front of me. Would you believe it, I attended all the four consecutive shows. I went backstage to introduce myself to Topol and even took his autograph. I still remember the date - September 9, 1983. He presented me a copy of his autobiography, Topol by Topol, and I presented him the records and cassettes of my songs. In 1960, he was only 48-49 but still he played the old man so beautifully. I think nobody, just nobody, can perform the way Topol did in Fiddler. He actually sings through the whole film. Neither Dilip Kumar nor Ashok Kumar can match him."
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More from the same issue:
"My brother Ashok discouraged Anoop and me from joining films. You are a pair of donkeys, he said", Kishore Kumar gleefully narrated to Filmfare in 1955. When Ashok Kumar became a favourite Bombay Talkies hero, Kishore was still at college "trying to get through examinations". "I could do little else besides sing" Kishore said frankly. "I was never good at studies so I used to compose different tunes for different subjects. For instance I composed a tune for a paragraph on the Malthusian theory of population."
The Gangulys used to visit Bombay once a year. During one of these visits Kishore was asked by the music director, Khemchand Prakash to sing for Dev Anand in Ziddi. Kishore became very popular as a playback singer and got many assignments, but even then he was not very serious about a film career.
In a diary he wrote for Filmfare in 1957, Kishore talked of Ashok. "I'm in fifth form and I'm very proud of my brother. Hasn't Ashok Kumar Ganguly of Khandwa become a film star?" Jeevan Naiya, Ashok's first film, comes to Khandwa. Kishore and a few friends of his, all fans of Master Vithal and other action heroes of stunt films, eagerly go to see "Big brother laying low a dozen villains", but are disappointed. It's a soft sentimental film - and Ashok Kumar even puts up with a slap from another character. "That very night," said Kishore, "I write Dadamoni a letter, telling him he had better swing his fists around a bit in his next film or he will lose a number of fans in Khandwa." In the same diary, Kishore recalled attending a night shooting of Mahal, starring Ashok Kumar and Madhubala, at Filmistan Studios in Bombay. During a break in shooting, Kishore gave Madhubala a big fright putting on "a grotesque mask with a drooping moustache" which he had taken along with him. Years later, he was to marry her.
Writing an interview with Kishore in 1970, a Filmfare staffer noted that it added to "that well-known Kishore Kumar mystique of lack of continuity and endless little puzzles." Though Kishore didn't appear from or disappear into any cupboards during the interview, he did exit, for no particular reason, through a rear door of the room and re-entered through the front door enjoying immensely the journalist's momentary bafflement.
The room had photographs of Rabindranath Tagore, Ashok Kumar and Dev Anand and a painting of "The Last Supper". The interview recorded that Kishore's dislikes were telephone calls, tax problems, cigarette smoke, alcohol and the studio routine.
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Again from the same issue of PhillumFare. Preeti Ganguly, KK's niece and Ashok Kumar's daughter, reminisces.

It's impossible to believe that Kishore Kaka is dead. How could a man who breathed life into everything around him die? He was my favourite uncle - it seems so strange to say 'was'. Not that we saw him very frequently or were extremely close. But he was very childlike and innocent. There was always a sense of wonder about him.

His eccentric ways weren't just for outsiders. If others complained that they weren't allowed past his gate, his behaviour was not any different with us. He'd do it with us too. There were times when he would himself invite our family over for lunch, we'd go up all the way to Juhu and end up waiting at the gate. There, right within our view, Kishore Kaka would ask his man to tell us he wasn't in, if he wasn't in the mood to receive us. Mummy would get irritated, then hand over what she had carried for him, and say to the man, "I've brought him some of his favourite food. The least he can do is eat it." And we'd all have to return without getting past those doors.

We had a house in Bangalore, a huge sprawling one on an acre of land near the army establishment. It had always been drilled into our young minds that the land was once a burial ground. We went there for our holidays once. Amit must've been about 5 years old. While I was between three and four. The place was spooky, the atmosphere eerie - and we were very scared. So much so, that we would accompany each other to the bathroom too. And Kaka would insist on telling us a story - a ghost story, at the dead of night. He'd take us to a certain room from where you could see willow trees swaying outside in the wind. Kaka would insist that we sit with our back to the window and we'd obediently do that. Then he would point to a tree under which a Colonel had supposedly committed suicide and start narrating a spooky tale. That wasn't all. He would deliberately provide eerie sound effects to go with that story: tan tan, thak thak thak. And he'd even jump at us suddenly. All this was most nerve-racking - Amit and I would literally be quaking with fear. If we turned our heads to look at the trees, he'd say,"Peechhe se haath aaya", and then add "Colonel abhi nahi aayegaa, baad mein aayegaa." Which made it worse. There was one particular story (one of the many cooked up by Kaka) called The Golden Hand, which was the worst. Whenever I heard that one, I wet my pants. Literally.

Like Dad, Kaka was quite paranoid about money, and about not being paid. But Kaka's eccentricities made him do funny things. .................At another time when he discovered his dues hadn't been fully paid, Kaka landed up for shooting with make-up on only one side of his face. No one really noticed, until all the lights were switched on. "What's this?" asked the shocked director. Kaka nonchalantly replied, "Aadha paisa to aadha make-up. Pura paisa to pura make-up.".........

Kaka's mad ways could take other forms too. Once, when his car was caught in a traffic jam, he happened to be outside a grocer's shop. "Yeh laal laal kya hain?", he asked his driver Abdul. "Masur ki daal hain", Abdul replied. In a flash Kaka was reminded of Mussoorie and he told Abdul, "Chalo Mussoorie chalen." And then he took off for Mussoorie right from there itself.
When I was at FTII, I was exposed to a lot of his films. Half Ticket, Chalti ka Naam Gaadi and all the rest. I marvelled at his sense of timing. Some of his films were totally mad but he had a terrific feel for the absurd. During the shooting of Badti Ka Naam Daadi, some clothes, without which the continuity of the scene would be affected, had been inadvertently left behind. It would have been too much of an effort and expense to fetch them. Kaka improvised and introduced a new scene right in the middle of the first. The scene showed him sitting on a chair in the middle of nowhere, saying, "I'm the director, I'll do anything I want". The next scene had everybody continuing with the earlier scene - in different clothes!........

What an actor he was...Occasionally when he'd come home, I would ask him, "Kaka, why don't you act anymore? You're so brilliant." He'd reply firmly. "No. I'll never act for other producers again." He hated to collect payment from people, to chase them for his money........
Kaka was also very fond of food, especially of amangshor jhol, a thin Bengali-style mutton curry, with maida puris. He loved the way Mummy cooked it, and she'd prepare it for him everytime he came here. When he came here after Mummy died, I had it especially made for him. He was very touched and said, "You remembered, Pallu." He also loved tiny bits of gobi (cauliflower). He'd say, "Cover me with mounds of fried gobi. I'll lie under them and keep eating the gobi. Even after I've finished it all, I'm sure I won't be satisfied!"

Just two months ago I'd finished writing a script on Dad and another on Kaka. Thought it would be good for a documentary film. When I told Kaka about it, he asked me to call him on a certain date. When I did, he put Amit on the line, instead of speaking to me himself. I was quite exasperated because I was quite serious about it. It was a script written to show the sensitivity of the man. Now it is too late.....

When I saw Kaka lying dead, covered with flowers, I couldn't think of it as real. The feeling I got was that he would suddenly get up, and true to his nature, stick his tongue out, cocking a snook at all of us, and say, "See what I've done to you guys!" I wish it had happened.

VERSATILE GENIUS

The Versatile Genius

What do you call a man who can sing and dance; act and mimic; write and compose; make you laugh and cry all at one time? How do you define a person who lives by defying norms? How do you quantify a genius whose talent is immeasurable? Multi-faceted, versatile, sensitive, prankster.
There has been only one such man in hindi Filmdom. Kishore Kumar - a man who lived for his one love - music. Kishore Kumar wore so many garbs, that probably the real Kishore Kumar, always remained an enigma to his own family and close friends, Even R.D. Burman, the composer who unarguably brought out the best in his exasperatingly talented man.
R.D. Burman would chortle heartily when he recalled his first encounter with the madcap genius. He ran into a strange looking man at Kardar studios. Perched on the compound wall, wearing a muffler, cap and wielding a large black stick, he was imitating everyone who passed by. This strange man then followed S.D. Burman and R.D. Burman into the recording studio and mimicked every note that was being rehearsed by Lata Mangeshkar. When S.D. Burman, now thoroughly exasperated, asked him why, he replied, "I am an orphan. Nobody looks after me. Please give me a chance to sing."
Born on August 4, 1929, in Khandwa, Madhya Pradesh, Abhas Kumar Ganguly, nurtured dreams of becoming a singer and following the footsteps of his idol K.L. Saigal, to bury whose records, he diligently saved his pocket money. He visited his by then famous star brother Ashok Kumar, in Mumbai frequently, in the hope that he would introduce him to K.L. Saigal. But destiny willed otherwise. He was forced into acting and hated every moment of it. He used every guile in his book to ruin his acting career.
'I muffed my lines; pretended to be crazy, shaved my head, played difficult, began yodelling in the middle of tragic scenes, told Meena Kumari what I was supposed to tell Bina Rai. But they still wouldn't let me go. I screamed , ranted, went cuckoo. But who cared? They were just determined to make me a star'.
And though Kishore Kumar hated being ordered around by directors, (who according to him didn't know their jobs most of the time) the hits followed. New Delhi (1956), Asha (1957), Chalti Ka Naam Gadi (1958), Jhumroo (1961), Half Ticket (1962),Shreeman Funtoosh (1956) and Padosan (1968). All time blockbusters, that managed to tie down Kishore to a busy acting schedule, so much so, that for a song in Sharaarat, Mohd Rafi, actually had to provide playback for him.
In an industry, where comedy was seen as a filler or diversion from the main plot, there emerged in the form of Kishore, a hero who made comic acting an evolved art. Laughing, singing and dancing, Kishore was the complete comic hero, comparable to the likes of Bob Hope and Danny Kaye. And his unconventional looks and personality only added to the fun that audiences had when watching him. Even while playing second fiddle to the hero, Kishore added an extra zing to the film. Whether it was the pan chewing ustad of Padosan, who takes on the carnatic maestro Mahmood in a musical duel or in his usually funny song and dance routine in movies like Miss Mary.
Kishore's own inspiration was the popular entertainer Topol, who he believed was unparalleled in cinema. During a visit to London, Kishore had the thrilling opportunity of watching his hero, live onstage . He attended all four consecutive shows and waited to be introduced to Topol. Kishore's dream came true, when he shook hands with Topol and gifted his cassettes to him.
The young Kishore's real ambition was to become a playback singer and it was no cakewalk for this younger sibling of the famous Ashok Kumar. In an interview to Bunny Reuben in Filmfare, Kishore Kumar reminisced about his early days and said 'I remember how I used to stand at bus-stops and stars, friends of my brother, would fly past in their limousines without so much as a glance at me'. 'I wanted to sing and people would say 'Your voice is no good to us'. 'Us mein woh cheez nahin hai'.
And then came the chance to sing 'Marne ki duayen kyon mangu' for Dev Anand in Ziddi 1948, under the baton Khemchand Prakash. It was then that he met Lata Mangeshkar, an encounter as amusing and as strange as everything else is about Kishore Kumar. In his own words, in a rare interview with Lata he says, 'We happened to be travelling in the same local train (in Mumbai). You got off and I got off'. You got into a tonga, so did I. Both of reached Bombay Talkies Studios. And you are convinced I was following you'.
Kishore Kumar acknowledged veteran composer Khemchand Prakash's hand in shaping his singing career. Prakash asked Ashok Kumar to leave the young Kishore in his hands. Ashok Kumar relates about his younger brother's fondness for music. Ashok Kumar had sung on screen 'Koi humdum na raha' earlier and little Kishore fell in love with the song and was determined to sing it. The complex beat and the young, Kishore's rather poor (according to Ashok Kumar) voice obviously did not help. Then Kishore hurt himself and cried for an entire month! His voice improved and much later he went on to sing the hauntingly beautiful 'Koi humdum na raha' in Jhumroo.
Kishore Kumar was unstinting in crediting his popularity to the Burmans - father and son. It was S.D. Burman who made Kishore, the superstar singer of the seventies, when he chose him to sing 'Roop tera mastana, pyar mera diwana' for Rajesh Khanna in the superhit Aradhana. This together with the song that set the trend of wooing, 'Mere sapnon ki rani, kab ayegi tu' made Kishore the voice of the 'Chinky eyed sensation,' 'the chocolate faced hero' Rajesh Khanna.
S.D. Burman did more than just make Kishore a superstar singer. He helped him out when his marriage to Ruma Devi caused a split in the family, by making him sing. 'Qusoor apka' in Bahaar and the song went to become a hit.
S.D. Burman made him the voice of Dev Anand much before Rajesh Khanna came on the scene. In Guide, Jewel Thief, Paying Guest and Munimji under S.D. Burman's expert hands, Kishore's talent was honed and fine tuned. 'Maana janab ne pukar nahin' and 'Gaata rahe mera dil' were some evergreen hits that Kishore sang for debonair Dev.
Another composer who placed implacable faith in Kishore was S.D. Burman's son, Rahul Dev Burman. The lack of basic training in music, never hampered Kishore's intuitive feel and enormous talent for music. R.D. Burman recalls an incident related to the rendering of 'Mere naina sawan bhadon' for Mehbooba. The number was to be sung separately by Lata and Kishore. Kishore insisted Lata sing her version first so he could follow her cue to the nuances of the song.
R.D. Burman saw Kishore's talent for mimicry to be the singer's greatest advantage. 'He'd hear Pandit Bhimsen Joshi sang and at once catch the tune. Then he'd hum it a couple of times and by evening he'd be doing a perfect replay. His ability to mimic combined with his voice quality gave him tremendous speed and power. The flexibility of his own voice gave it immense range and expression'. R.D. Burman found these qualities abysmally lacking in newer singers who blindly aped the timbre of Kishore's voice. 'Newcomers lack that flexibility. They lack freshness. They don't seem to think that originality is an asset. They feel being carbon copies of Kishore will guarantee success.... They don't realise they lack what he had... an intrinsic feel for music and a mind-boggling range'.
Which is why after the decline of Rajesh Khanna, R.D. Burman and other composers were able to successfully exploit Kishore Kumar's voice for the superstar of all time Amitabh Bachchan. For Don, Sharabi, Mili, Amar Akbar Anthony, the list is endless.
Kishore Kumar's ability to modulate his voice to suit the personality of his hero, and the ethos of the situation, was what made him a star. He was as much the voice of the dapper Dev, the adorable Rajesh as well as the aggressive angry young man Amitabh Bachchan. Rajesh Khanna speaks with unrestrained fondness, of the manner in which Kishore so beautifully reflected his persona's character. 'When I heard the first song of Aradhana, I felt as though I was actually singing. Or that he's standing, in front of me and I'm copying him. We are like two lives in one body'. He could keep in step with the debonair Dev in 'Maana janab ne pukara nahin', drench his voice in the excitement and nervousness of the mad, passionate Rajesh Khanna in 'Roop tera' and clown around for Amitabh in 'My name is Anthony Gonsalves'.
For those who believe that Kishore belonged to the vocal, demonstrative mode, there are enough songs to dispel that myth. From the early O.P. Nayyar composition 'Meri neendon mein tum' to 'Jeevan se bhari' to the much later 'Badi sooni sooni hain', the mellow baritone washes over listeners like a soothing balm.
That Kishore Kumar was capable for quite, introspective moments is probably quite a revelation. The gentle, soft spoken Lata, breaks into unbridled joy as she reminisces over the 'mazaa' that recording sessions with Kishore brought. 'Pehle gaana, phir hasna' admonished Lata, as Kishore made everyone laugh over his antics.
Asha Bhonsle recalls with amusement the recording of 'Piya piya piya' for Baap re baap. She mistakenly sang into Kishore's line. The quick witted, ever inventive Kishore assured the dismayed Asha. 'Don't worry about it. I am the hero of the film. As soon as your out-of-turn intonation comes on screen, I'll place my hand on the heroine's mouth'.
Astonishing adaptability was probably the cornerstone of his success, as much as his varied eccentricities were the result of his deep sensitivity. How else can one explain his deep disenchantment with the commercial culture and decadence of the late seventies and early eighties. It's all become terribly boring, may be I'm to blame. But then I've been singing for three and a half decades now and I'm used to the style of great composers of the yesteryears like S.D. Burman and Husnlal Bhagataram. Those days we were given a whole day for rehearsals and another for the take. Unlike today when within two hours flat you complete the entire recording'.
It was the paucity of singing challenges that led him to remark, 'I want to run away. It's because there's too much exertion involved in today's music. It's not like the music of the earlier days'.
This from the same man who put a board outside his calling it a 'Lunatic Asylum' and referred to his wives as 'Bandariyas' because they lived in Bandra. He exasperated greenhorn interviewer by introducing her to the trees in his backyard as his friends. And drove his interior decorator very nearly crazy by insisting on converting his drawing room into a swimming pool, installing boats instead of sofas and hanging live crows instead of paintings.
Kishore Kumar's eccentricities were probably his way of defending himself from a cruel, confused world. Through laughter was his leitmotif'. Kishore Kumar was buffeted on the seas of life. In private, his search for love and acceptance, made and broke his marriages. He defied his family to marry Ruma Devi and ironically never found time to spend with his wife and young son. He was entranced by the beautiful Madhubala, but illness doomed their union. His brief dalliance with the young Yogeeta Bali was another pained cry for companionship. And when he finally found true love with Leena Chandavarkar, cruel fate intervened and before long took him away forever...
Despite his private agonies, Kishore always remained buoyant. His idiosyncrasies constantly surprised everybody around him and ensured that no one could take him for granted. When asked why the films he directed were such flops, he said 'Because I tell my distributors to avoid them. I warn them at the very outset that the film might run for a week at the most. Naturally they go away and never come back'.
Though a devoted artiste, his candid view of his abilities stopped him short of smugness and arrogance. Who else would ridicule his own hit film 'Chalti ka naam gadi' with a spoof 'Baddhti ka naam dadhi'.
His constant search for the unexpected and startling bore some astonishing results. Radio host Ameen Sayani recounts that when he was asked to interview Kishore, the singer insisted on concocting four characters - a judge, a child, a young man and an old man, and then played all four characters. The unusual programme was an instant hit.
Kishore produced, directed, acted in and composed the music for Jhumroo, an enormous achievement. He then made an uncharacteristically serious film on the relationship between a father and his dumb son - 'Door Gagan ki Chhaon mein'. This 1964 film that Kishore directed, produced, scripted and scored music for was a sensitive offbeat drama about a war hero Shankar (Kishore Kumar) who returns home from battle to find that his family has perished in a fatal fire. Only his young son (played by his real life son - Amit) has survived. The film proceeds to sensitively delineate the father's efforts to draw his shell-shocked son out of his self-imposed exile. This film was a classic in the genre of war movies, and preceded a spate of Vietnam war inspired films of Hollywood. Critics and fans were astounded by the film which had the unstoppable funster in a serious introspective, brilliantly sensitive portrayal. 'Door Gagan Ki Chhaon Mein' went on to win many national and international awards. Its critical success was perhaps what motivated the making of 'Door Ka Rahi', another Kishore creation that throws up touches of stylistic tranquility of 'Door Gagan Ki Chhaon Mein'. The heightened expectations of his fans, of Kishore as a director, were never ever fulfilled by his other films - 'Badhti Ka Naam Daadhi' (1978) 'Zindagi' (1981) or 'Door Wadiyon Mein' (1982)
The last was another surprise from the singing, dancing vocal comic - a song-less film.
The veteran composer, Salil Chowdhury remembers this astonishing ability to do the unexpected, while recounting an incident related to the recording of 'Aake seedhi lagi' for Half Ticket. Lata Mangeshkar was unable to come for the recording. The ever-resourceful Kishore suggested that he would do both the male and female voice. Salil Chowdhury very nearly brushed it off as a prank, but Kishore was serious. And we have the humorous and absolutely astonishing song sung in both octaves by that mad, versatile, committed artiste - Kishore.
His childlike, guileless personality won him the friendship and admiration of friends and colleagues as testimonials in this anthology prove.
The R.D. Burman follower, composer Bappi Lahiri, who looked upon Kishore Kumar, as his mentor says, 'I wouldn't be here but for him. From 'Chalte Chalte' to my last song, he sang ninety percent of my compositions.
His death is a great personal loss to me, but a greater professional loss. Now, I'll have to work harder to put in the fifty percent which he used to add'. And Bappi Lahiri must really know, for it was for him that Kishore Kumar recorded his last song on October 12, 1987, a day before he died.
Kishore Kumar's ardent desire in his last days was to return to his native Khandwa, but that was not to be. His sudden death took even him and many others by surprise. R.D.Burman was left bereft when Kishoreda passed away suddenly. 'When Kishore was alive, it was so easy. Like Rafi and Mukesh he had a style of his own. In a way he was one up on the others because he could pick a tune and make it completely his own, to such an extent that you'd feel no one but he could ever sing it. Kishore Kumar's demise left a void that imitators have failed to fill. Composers were left holding tunes that they had composed only for Kishore and only Kishore could have sung.

Like Lata puts it - HE WAS DEFINITELY A SAMPOORNA KALAKAR (THE COMPLETE ARTIST) HE KNEW EVERYTHING. I CALL HIM INDIA'S DANNY KAYE, PRODUCER, ACTOR, DIRECTOR, SINGER.............

(source:Compiled from the booklet published by The Gramaphone Company of India Ltd.)

FILMOGRAPHY

Kishore Kumar acted in over 80 odd movies of which the best ones were Half Ticket, Chalti ka Naam Gadi, Padosan. He excelled beyond comparison in a comic role...He music directed roughly 10 movies and they are listed hereunder.

FILMOGRAPHY AS AN ACTOR

Year of Release
Movie Name
Director
Co-starring actress (Color/B& W -Black & White)
1
1946
Shikari
Sawak Watcha
(B & W)
2
1947
Shehnai
P.L.Santhoshi
(B & W)
3
1948
Sati Vijaya
K.J.Parmar
(B & W)
4
1948
Ziddi
Shaheed Latief
(B & W)
5
1949
Kaneez
Krishan Kumar
(B & W)
6
1950
Muqaddar
Arvind Sen
Rajani (B & W)
7
1951
Andolan
Phani Majumdar
Manju (B & W)
8
1952
Chham Chhama Chham
P.L.Santhoshi
Manju(B & W)
9
1952
Tamasha
Phani Majumdar
Rehana(B & W)
10
1953
Fareb
Shaheed Latief
Shankuntala (B & W)
11
1953
Ladki
M.V.Raman
Vyjanthimala (B & W)
12
1953
Laharen
N.S.Raviel
Shyama(B & W)
13
1954
Adhikar
Mohan Sehgal
Usha Kiran(B & W)
14
1954
Dhobi Doctor
Phani Majumdar
Usha Kiran(B & W)
15
1954
Ilzaam
R.C.Talwar
Meena Kumari(B & W)
16
1954
Miss Mala
Jayant Desai
Vyjanthimala(B & W)
17
1954
Naukri
Bimal Roy
Sheila Ramani(B & W)
18
1954
Pehli Jhalak
M.V.Ramal
Vyjanthimala(B & W)
19
1954
Teen Tasveeren
S.S.Solanki
(B & W)
20
1955
Baap Re Baap
A.R.Kardar
Chand Usmani(B & W)
21
1955
Char Paise
N.K.Kheerie
Nimmi(B & W)
22
1955
Madh Bhare Nain
Hem Chandra
Beena Roy(B & W)
23
1955
Rukhsana
R.C.Talwar
Meena Kumari(B & W)
24
1956
Aabroo
Chaturbhuj Deshi
Kamini Kaushal(B & W)
25
1956
Bhagambhaag
Bhagwan Dada
Shashikala(B & W)
26
1956
Bhai Bhai
M.V.Raman
Nimmi (B & W)
27
1956
Memsaahib
R.C.Talwar
Meena Kumari(B & W)
28
1956
Dhake Ki Malmal
J.K.Nanda
Madhubala(B & W)
29
1956
Parivar
Asit Sen
Usha Kiran(B & W)
30
1956
Paise Hi Paisa
Mehreeb
Shakila & Mala Sinha(B & W)
31
1956
Naya Andaaz
K.Amarnath
Meena Kumari (B & W)
32
1956
New Delhi
Mohan Sehgal
Vyjanthimala (B & W)
33
1957
Aasha
M.V.Raman
Vyjanthimala, Pran (B & W)
34
1957
Bandi
Satyen Bose
Madhubala(B& W)
35
1957
Begunah
Narendra Suri
Shakeela(B & W)
36
1957
Miss Mary
Prasad
Jamuna (B & W)
37
1957
Musaafir
Rishikesh Mukherjee
(B & W)
38
1958
Chalti ka Naam Gadi
Satyen Bose
Madhubala (B & W)
39
1958
Chandan
M.V.Raman
Madhubala(B & W)
40
1958
Dilli ka Thug
S.D.Narang
Nutan (B & W)
41
1958
Kabhi Andhera Kabhi Ujala
C.P.Dixit
Nutan (B & W)
42
1958
Raagini
Raakhan
Padmini, Zabeen(B & W)
43
1959
Chacha Zindabad
Om Prakash
Anita Guha(B & W)
44
1959
Jaal Saaz
Arvind Sen
Mala Sinha(B & W)
45
1959
Sharaarat
H.S. Rawail
Meenak Kumari(B & W)
46
1960
Apna haath Jagannath
Mohan Sehgal
Sayeeda Khan (B & W)
47
1960
Bewaqoof
I.S. Johar
Mala Sinha (B & W)
48
1960
Girl Friend
Satyen Bose
Waheeda Rehman (B & W)
49
1960
Mehlon ke Khwab
Haider
Mahdubala(B & W)
50
1961
Karorpati
Mohan Sehgal
(B &W)
51
1961
Jhumroo
Shanker Mukherjee
Madhubala (B &W)
52
1962
Bombay ka Chor
S.D.Narang
Mala Sinha (B & W)
53
1962
Half Ticket
Kalidas
Madhubala, Pran (B & W)
54
1962
Man Mauji
Krishnan Panju
Sadhana(B & W)
55
1962
Naughty Boy
Shakti Samanta
Kalpana(B & W)
56
1962
Rangoli
Amar Kumar
Vyjanthimala (B & W)
57
1963
Ek Raaz
Shakti Samanta
Kalpana(B &W)
58
1964
Baghi Shehzada
Maruti
Kum Kum(B &W)
59
1964
Daal Mein Kala
Satyen Bose
Nimmi(B &W)
60
1964
Door Gagan ki Chaoon mein
Kishore Kumar
Supriya Chowdhury
61
1964
Ganga Ki Lahren
Devi Sharma
Kum Kum(Color)
62
1964
Mr.X in Bombay
Shanti Lal Soni
Kumkum (B&W)
63
1965
Hum sub Ustad Hain
Maruti
Amita(B &W)
64
1965
Shriman Funtoosh
Shanti Lal Soni
Kumkum (B &W)
65
1966
Akalmand
Roop K Shori
Sonia Sahni(B & W)
66
1966
Devar
Mohan Sahagal
Mumtaz(B & W)
67
1966
Ladka Ladki
Som Haksar
Mumtaz(B & W)
68
1966
Pyar kiya Jaa
Sridhar
Kalpana (Color)
69
1967
Albela Mastana
B.J.Patel
Asha Nadkarni(B & W)
70
1967
Duniya Nachegi
K.Parvez
Kum Kum(Color)
71
1967
Hum Do Daku
Kishore Kumar
Ganga(B & W)
72
1968
Do Dooni Char
Debu Sen
Tanuja(B & W)
73
1968
Haye Mera Dil
Ved Madan
Kum Kum(Color)
74
1968
Padosan
Jyothi Swaroop
(Color)
75
1968
Payal ki Jhankar
M.V.Raman
Jyothi Laxmi(Color)
76
1968
Sadhu Aur Shaitan
A.Bheem Singh
(Color)
77
1968
Shrimanji
Ramdayal
Shaheeda(B & W)
78
1969
Beti
Harmesh Malhotra
(B & W)
79
1970
Aansoo Aur Muskan
P.Madhavan
(Color)
80
1971
Door ka Raahi
Kishore Kumar
Tanuja(B & W)
81
1971
Hungama
S.M.Abbas
Helen(Color)
82
1972
Bombay to Goa
S.Ramanathan
(Guest Appearance)(Color)
83
1972
Pyar Diwana
Samar Chatterji
Mumtaz(Color)
84
1974
Badhti Ka Naam Dadhi
Kishore Kumar
Sheetal(Color)
85
1975
Love in Bombay
Somu Mukherji
(Color)
86
1978
Ek Baap Chhe Bete
Mahmood
(Guest appearance)(Color)
87
1979
Shabash Daddy
Kishore Kumar
Yogita Bali(Color)
88
1981
Chalti Ka Naam Zindagi
Kishore Kumar
Vijaya, Rita(Color)
89
1982
Apmaan
Dr. Ami Asthana
(Color)
90
1982
Sun Sajna
Chandar Bahal
(Color)
91
1982
Door Wadiyon Mein Kahin
Kishore Kumar
Shyamali(Color)
92
Maa (unreleased - 1982)
Phani Majumdar
Kum Kum
(source:Mr.Srinivas Gattu)
FILMOGRAPHY - AS A MUSIC DIRECTOR
Year of Release
Movie
1961
Jhumroo
1964
Door Gagan Ki Chhaon Mein
1967
Hum Do Daku
1971
Door Ka Rahi
1972
Zameen Aasman
1974
Badti Ka Naam Dadhi
1979
Sabash Daddy
1981
Chalti Ki Naam Zindagi
1982
Door Wadiyon Mein
1990
Mamta Ki Chhaon Mein

A tribute to K K

Versatile singer and a man of different moods!

Kishore Kumar the legend ....

Many articles in the past have been published projecting varied perspectives of Kishore Kumar, they called him eccentric, they called him very human, romantic......
But what overwhelmed it all was his "Golden Voice" that gave us so many songs that are beyond par excellence.......
The depth, the emotion, the mettle, the voice, the incomparable Kishore Kumar the Legend Kishore Kumar's passing on Oct 13, 1987 left a void that could never be filled.

a tribute

The magic of Kishore Kumar

The Man who popularised Yodelling

Kishore Kumar a name that is synonymous with the yodelling that started out in the music world many many years back when only classically oriented singers were giving the playback in the films.

For people who do not know much about Kishore Kumar and probably have heard a few great songs of his and hum them in the pastime being thoroughly ignorant about the singer.

His Birth and His family

Kishore Kumar was born on 4th August 1929 in a middle class home at Khandwa. He was the youngest in the family. Kishore Kumar's father, whose name was Kunjhalal Gangoly, a lawyer by profession, was a modest man. Kishore's mother Gauri Devi, hailed from a wealthy family and had received an education denied in those days to most girls. Of the four children, Ashok Kumar was the eldest, born on 13 October 1911 and was twenty years older than Kishore . He was followed by a daughter who was about 15 years older to Kishore. Her name was Sati Devi. The next was a boy, Anoop Kumar - who was about 5 years older than Kishore, who was the youngest of all.

His Childhood

As a young boy, Kishore was full of mischief and pranks. He loved to play and almost never tired of seeking amusements . He constantly thought up antics to play on his sister and his brother Anoop Kumar. Kishore was very close to his sister, who appreciated his sense of humour. Though the interaction with his eldest brother was minimal as Ashok Kumar left home to study law after graduating in science. He met his brother occasionally when Ashok used to come to visit the family.

Though Kishore went to a prominent school at Khandwa, he was never interested and he hated reading books and having to learn under a discipline that seemed to curb his natural steam.

The Influence

Kishore Kumar used to sing for his parents and they would give him money as a small token. His father often asked him to sing Ashok Kumar's song from the movie Achut Kanya.(Main ban ki chidya .. bolun re..). Kishoreda was good at imitating and this was near to perfect when it came to singing K.L.Saigal's songs. K.L.Saigal turned out to be his mentor and meeting him was his wish at the top of his mind. Sadly, the meeting with Saigal did not take place, for Saigal died soon after

Kishore's arrival in Mumbai.

The move into the filmdom
Ashok Kumar thought it was best for Kishoreda to try and pick up acting by initially doing small roles in films and he also considered that just singing was not lucrative as acting. Kishore knew that he was cut out to do the romantic hero. He felt was just an ordinary looking person. In his heart, Kishore resolved to try and pursue a singing career, which he was confident about. He was rejected many times on the pretext of "Your voice is no good; us mein woh cheez nahin hai.'
He was offered a small role in the movie Ziddi and it happened in the making of this movie. Khemchand Prakash heard Kishore Kumar sing and was impressed. He told Ashok Kumar that the boy (Kishore) had a future as a singer. Khemchand went ahead and gave a song to Kishore who executed it in a typical Saigal style..Marne ki duayen lyon maangon.... What impressed Khemchand was the skill with which

Kishore held the tune.

The early times with the Burmans
Sr.Burman was visiting Ashok Kumar when he heard Kishore sing in his bath. When he was told who was singing, he decided to wait and meet Kishore. He complimented his singing and told him that he should develop a style of his own. In his own words 'Saigal is undoubtedly a great singer, but there not much sense in imitating him; a singer needs to have a distinct style that is his own.' How true it was what he said.

What launched KK as a hit was Aradhana with his Mere Sapnon Ki Rani under the music direction of S.D.Burman. The rest is history...