Growing up in the 90’s in a Tamil household meant growing up with Raja’s music. Movies changed, settings changed, actors changed, we grew up and at each stage his notes reflected our emotions.
He knew exactly how you felt the you were that crazy kid dancing in an apartment. He sang for that village belle, he also sang to me a city bred girl who was still from a small colony in Pondicherry. He sang in Kannada and Tamil, languages I understood and I hummed his tunes mouthing those words. Little did I know that one day I would grow up and melt in the beauty of it.
Being a Tamilian I understand the meaning of every word Vaali wrote for him and just how beautifully they strung together. The Carnatic singer in me appreciated the Lalitha raagam in Idhazil Kadhai ezhuthum and the church going convent kid in me loved the alaigal oviyathillai westernised BGM. You cannot take out Raja from my playlist, he is home to me.
He taught me love, laughter, appreciation, nature, he taught me big lessons in a simple chorus. He gave life to Subramanya Bharathi through his compositions, which movies should I choose now. He could liven up a Kutcheri, disco, romance, humour, marriage, birth, death, even when Revathy was blind in the movie Avataram he sang about colours and just dripped them in the richness of nature.
He effortless sat in a village field, he flew in a helicopter, he sat amidst the roaring sea and made sure you went there too. Did you forget how Shivakumar singing Ponmalai vaangi Vandal or how he sang only in ascending notes for Kalaivaaniye?
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This post is dedicated to one of my best friends @arangok as he embarks on a beautiful phase of his life. Loads of love and Godspeed to you and Viji