Peek into the world of sound ...

- Meets the word tune - Rajesh Vyas' Miskin

- Sound has so much to do with breathing that if you can play with your breath you can play with your voice

Voices ...

Rose-juhi-lotus sounds,

Vortex sounds.

Became like a torch,

There were actually strong voices.

Palace cursed from birth,

Incomprehensible voices in the mind forever

Makes different, makes different,

Loud noises when zilai.

Keep me beating forever

Water sounds never met.

All polluted all deaf,

The gross voices of the town.

Living corpses,

Which became incomprehensible voices.

Zaran sama a jaga kari le,

The sharp voices of sharp eyes.

Dies within something,

Having roaring sounds.

Miskin without finding anything,

There were never successful voices.

- Rajesh Vyas Miskin.

There is a world of music. A lot of voices like to be heard over and over again. These sounds create different vibrations within us. Many sounds are like roses, many are like lilies, many are like lotuses. Someone's voice is like a rose among the thorns. No sound is like Juhi. No sound is like a lotus blossoming in the mud. Sometimes we just hear a sound and it creates a vortex in our mind and life. The one who gave light to this world like a torch, showed the way in the dark, was a special voice of the person who originally created the revolutions.

The mind feels as if it is a cursed palace. Even when we are sitting quietly, there are different voices in our minds. Are audible. There are also voices that set us apart from this world, from this mob, from this society. And if those strong voices are truly absorbed from the heart to the soul, then the wet voice full of emotion is never forgotten in life. I have such cloud-like watery sounds in life that keep their lives wet.

One of Labhshankar Thackeray's poems is Tola Awaz Ghonghat. However there is also his anthology of this name. Now all these faces have just changed into crowd noise and noise. There is air pollution, there is water pollution. The same is true of noise pollution. In the Shore film, Manoj Kumar is finally shown becoming deaf. We have become deaf amidst polluted noises. And it's not just one or two cities. Noise pollution is on the rise in all metros.

In life, many people with many dreams are living not only in Mumbai but in every city. Are dumped. And the tragedy of these metropolises is that it is very difficult to survive there and become a big name. It is not said who will be the victim of which circumstance. The voices that could have been something in life failed miserably. Became incomprehensible. And now lives like a living corpse in this town.

There is a science of sounds. How much do you know about your voice? Everyone is like asking themselves this question. I recognize my voice, right? We know almost everyone by their voice. Have you ever thought that your acceptance is your voice? Acceptance gives you your voice. We like to study our voices. Listening to the introduction of ghazal, many ask me how did you cultivate this voice? To be honest, God has given everyone a different voice. Sound is one of the most wonderful gifts given to human beings.

I have written articles about reading. Lectures are given in the camp but to be honest reading is not a matter of a few months course. Is a lifelong study. Sound is directly related to breathing.

When a child grows up, we say that he has his own voice. Our bells change when we also become matured. Every sound has an effect. Every voice has its own personality. And even the most neglect has sounded. As I write about sound right now, I realize that we have neglected sound and are influenced by sound.

Many sounds are like water that makes its way. Water makes its way from anywhere. The sharp voices of the sharp eyes are making their way like springs to reach where they want to reach. The Kansara market sounds different. The sound of the railway platform is different. Amidst all these sounds and noises, something is dying inside everyone. It is often felt that the voices behind something that is dying are roaring. Poke does laying.

Nothing lasts in this world. Sometimes the voices that were at the top, sometimes the voices that pervaded the society, the world . Remember sound has to do with breathing.

Sound has so much to do with breathing that if you can play with your breath you can also play with your voice. Even weak sounds can make breathing powerful. Breathing in sound acts like fire. And that is why we have the word Nadabrahma there. Every voice has a face. Every face has a voice. It’s like peeking into the world of sound.