Veerji
Hopkinton, MA
May 10, 2006
Everybody who knows him, apprently calls him Virji. I have never met him, but I do know him.
It was probably 1989, or maybe early 1990. I had finished grad school and had moved to Milwaukee from New York. I was fortunate to find in Milwaukee, a few individuals who had a profound impact on my life. One of them was Bhai Sahib Nazar Singh Ji, who initiated me into the joys of the Guru's Sangeet.
But this article is not about Bhai Sahib. I will write about another time.
This article is about Veerji, who I was introduced to by my good friend Dr. Ravinderjit Singh, who now lives in Rochester, MN. The introduction was through a scratchy 90 minute cassette. The recording quality was quite poor. There were pops, clicks and a persistent hiss. And that indescribable sound of an ancient cassette recorder stopping and starting, which had insinuated itself into the recording. Numerous times.
But the kirtan. There was something special in it. It was clearly brimming with love for the Guru.
In my personal experience, there is a quality associated with Kirtan that completely transcends virtuosity, training, voice and preparedness. This quality is really hard to describe; it can only be felt. Those of you who are Kirtaniyas will know exactly what I am talking about !
You sing the same shabad. Over and over again. On may different occasions. Maybe one time, out of a hundred, if you are lucky, you achieve it. Again, it has nothing to do with your voice, your proficiency in Raag, or lack thereof. It has everything to do with Gur Parsad. On that rare occasion, you feel a conenction to the Guru. Your voice drips with Amrit Ras. The Sangat feels it. You do for sure ! It is different.
It is this evanescent, ephemeral connection that every Kirtaniya seeks. The bliss that results when it is achieved is beyond description.
It is this connection that I discerned in Veerji's Kirtan when I first heard it. I suspect that the fact that I can find this connection rarely, if ever, speaks to my inadequacies as a human being and a Sikh. Listening to Veerji, takes me halfway there at least !
I was so enamored of his singing when I frist heard him. I could listen to nothing else. The scratchy tape became scratchier. I starting pestering Ravinderjit Singh and didn't stop until he convinced a friend to part with his entire collection of shabads by Virji, recorded painstakingly over the years.
I remembering excitedly sharing copies with anyone who remotely cared about music. The cognoscenti of the Milwaukee Hindustani Classical scene, who I was starting to hang out with. A dear friend who was similarly immersed in Gurnmat Sangeet and very knowledgeable. The feedback was mixed, but I didn't care. My erudite firend dismissed the recordings as being sung based on 'old film songs'. I didn't care. The connection was what mattered to me.
Several years later, I wrote to Veerji. Told him how profoundly his singing of the Gurus' Bani had impacted me. I asked him if he would ever consider visiting the US. I got a reply from him. It was clearly the work of a mystic. More than a letter. Beautiful prose that read like poetry, which I read haltingly and cherished.
Snippets of information. His name is Prem Singh. Veerji is not a professional kirtaniya. He is actually an entrepreneur in Amritsar, who apparently doesn't pay much attention to his business. Singing the Guru's Bani. Teachig children. Disappearing for weeks on end, to be found, connected to the Guru in some remote oasis.
I ran into S. Mohinder Singh 'Thumri', a Sikh musician from Amritsar at Bridgewater, NJ. After I heard him sing a beautiful shabad in Raga Bihagda, I remarked that I had a similar shabad sung by Veerji. Mohinder Singh Ji acknowledged him as a student.
Over the years, I have had no further contact with Veerji. I have been to Amritsar numerous times, but somehow never met him.
His beautiful Kirtan, which I am digitizing that this very moment, has stayed with me. It will be up on the Gurmat Sangeet Project website at :
http://www.gurmatsangeetproject.com/Pages/PremSingh.asp
After all these years, as my journey into Gurmat Sangeet continues, I return to Veerji's Kirtan. Often.
Partucularly when my heart is heavy.
It never fails to work its magic. Everything else ceases to matter. I am connected to the Guru again.
Thank you Veerji !
It was probably 1989, or maybe early 1990. I had finished grad school and had moved to Milwaukee from New York. I was fortunate to find in Milwaukee, a few individuals who had a profound impact on my life. One of them was Bhai Sahib Nazar Singh Ji, who initiated me into the joys of the Guru's Sangeet.
But this article is not about Bhai Sahib. I will write about another time.
This article is about Veerji, who I was introduced to by my good friend Dr. Ravinderjit Singh, who now lives in Rochester, MN. The introduction was through a scratchy 90 minute cassette. The recording quality was quite poor. There were pops, clicks and a persistent hiss. And that indescribable sound of an ancient cassette recorder stopping and starting, which had insinuated itself into the recording. Numerous times.
But the kirtan. There was something special in it. It was clearly brimming with love for the Guru.
In my personal experience, there is a quality associated with Kirtan that completely transcends virtuosity, training, voice and preparedness. This quality is really hard to describe; it can only be felt. Those of you who are Kirtaniyas will know exactly what I am talking about !
You sing the same shabad. Over and over again. On may different occasions. Maybe one time, out of a hundred, if you are lucky, you achieve it. Again, it has nothing to do with your voice, your proficiency in Raag, or lack thereof. It has everything to do with Gur Parsad. On that rare occasion, you feel a conenction to the Guru. Your voice drips with Amrit Ras. The Sangat feels it. You do for sure ! It is different.
It is this evanescent, ephemeral connection that every Kirtaniya seeks. The bliss that results when it is achieved is beyond description.
It is this connection that I discerned in Veerji's Kirtan when I first heard it. I suspect that the fact that I can find this connection rarely, if ever, speaks to my inadequacies as a human being and a Sikh. Listening to Veerji, takes me halfway there at least !
I was so enamored of his singing when I frist heard him. I could listen to nothing else. The scratchy tape became scratchier. I starting pestering Ravinderjit Singh and didn't stop until he convinced a friend to part with his entire collection of shabads by Virji, recorded painstakingly over the years.
I remembering excitedly sharing copies with anyone who remotely cared about music. The cognoscenti of the Milwaukee Hindustani Classical scene, who I was starting to hang out with. A dear friend who was similarly immersed in Gurnmat Sangeet and very knowledgeable. The feedback was mixed, but I didn't care. My erudite firend dismissed the recordings as being sung based on 'old film songs'. I didn't care. The connection was what mattered to me.
Several years later, I wrote to Veerji. Told him how profoundly his singing of the Gurus' Bani had impacted me. I asked him if he would ever consider visiting the US. I got a reply from him. It was clearly the work of a mystic. More than a letter. Beautiful prose that read like poetry, which I read haltingly and cherished.
Snippets of information. His name is Prem Singh. Veerji is not a professional kirtaniya. He is actually an entrepreneur in Amritsar, who apparently doesn't pay much attention to his business. Singing the Guru's Bani. Teachig children. Disappearing for weeks on end, to be found, connected to the Guru in some remote oasis.
I ran into S. Mohinder Singh 'Thumri', a Sikh musician from Amritsar at Bridgewater, NJ. After I heard him sing a beautiful shabad in Raga Bihagda, I remarked that I had a similar shabad sung by Veerji. Mohinder Singh Ji acknowledged him as a student.
Over the years, I have had no further contact with Veerji. I have been to Amritsar numerous times, but somehow never met him.
His beautiful Kirtan, which I am digitizing that this very moment, has stayed with me. It will be up on the Gurmat Sangeet Project website at :
http://www.gurmatsangeetproject.com/Pages/PremSingh.asp
After all these years, as my journey into Gurmat Sangeet continues, I return to Veerji's Kirtan. Often.
Partucularly when my heart is heavy.
It never fails to work its magic. Everything else ceases to matter. I am connected to the Guru again.
Thank you Veerji !
posted by Sarbpreet Singh at 3:18 PM
3 Comments:
In South Asian aesthetics theory, the sensitive listener (Sanskrit: sahṛdaya) is a connoisseur who, after perfecting the art of listening to a composition, responds sympathetically and ultimately loses his or her ego-consciousness in the mental states being represented by the poetic composition. According to a Kashmiri literary critic, Abhinavagupta (c. 10th century), "the mirror of the hearts of the sahṛdayas (appreciators) has been polished through constant recitation and study of poetry." At another place Abhinava tells us, "Poetry is like a women in love and should be responded to with equal love." When divine poetry is internalized with the assistance of ragas, and sung repeatedly by the sahṛdaya, the result is what you have experienced. This is a rare achievement, which ought to be celebrated.
May 13, 2006 at 9:36 PM
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June 4, 2006 at 11:45 PM
Veerji's voice is simply Jaadu. When the family of my friend Raminder Singh listened to the Shabad in Malhaar "Nanak Biljian Chamkan Guran Ghata Att Kaliyan" they were mesmerised. Though IT professional, Raminder is very good Kirtaniya and loves playing string intruments. His 15 year old son Bulla is excellent Tabla player and good classical singer who can play all types of string instruments. His 11 year old daughter is also a good Tabla player and learning voilin. Wife (qualified Architect) is also a good Kirtaniya.
It was disappointing for all us not to see Veerji's photo.
Your effots of introducing traditional Gurmat Sangeet to the modern masses is very much appreciated. You have very good writing skills, each written word coming right from your core of heart.
May Waheguru Bless you
June 4, 2006 at 11:46 PM
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