there was
a 'star' performer
giving the
best classical renderings well articulated
with
melodious ,mellifluous voice,
in perfect
sync with accompanying tabala, fiddle ,
and all
the nice instruments and players
he was a
well acknowledged pandit,
with
a very good record of performance
his concerts
were thronged by huge listeners
with taste
for good music
and also
there was an intelligent student of music attending these concerts,
with an
alert ear, listening and enjoying with great relish, mostly in just silence
though
there was occasional applause from the rest.
Amidst the
silence, when all audience were lulled into ‘sleep’,
probably
by the singer singing probably in some ‘dream’, so to say,
and went
into----- apashruthi,--- but ---never noticed by others,----
this man
suddenly, unexpected, used to say
‘wah wah,
kyabath hai, bahooth khoob’
and
audience, as if an uncontrollable involuntary response, used to shower thunders
of claps, knowing not what exactly was the enthralling beauty that made this
one fellow to burst into such loud praise
and the
singer, becoming aware of the inadvertent apashruthi that happened,
but
flabbergasted with the undeserved applause,
used to go
red in face,
not
knowing whether to chide this fellow for such mischief,
or to
thank him for pointing out the flaw, in an intelligent manner, and helping to
improve the performance,
not
knowing whether he is pulling the legs, or stretching helping hands
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