M.S. - A Tribute To.

You were born; one such as was not born before; One such perhaps as will never be born after. You had got a voice; one such as was not there before; Nor would be such a mellifluous as yours in future. You had, as it was, the tone of Nightingale crooning up; You had, as it was, the flame of fame burning up. Without pride you walked, as it were walking with pride; Without envy you moved, as it were moving with envy . You had been like a swan ambling Towards the bank; You died; ‘I am too old to attend’. Your sibling has said. Are there any instinctual affection, Any emotional satisfaction, Or any soul gratification for one To die cut off from blood relations? 19.12.2004 [M. Subbulakshmi was a leading south Indian classical singer]