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Mimlu Sen writes rich account of her journey with Baul singers
At the Bhakti Utsav at the Nehru Park last Sunday,Paban Das Bauls magnificent patchwork robe caught everybodys eye as the Baul singer from Murshidabad,West Bengal,played the khomok,sang and swayed. Sitting behind him,in his group of fellow musicians,was a woman of small build,her head wrapped in a gamcha,playing the cymbals. On Thursday evening,Mimlu Sen found herself at south Delhis hip Café Morrison,watching an enthusiastic crowd sway to her partners voice,balancing their glass of beer or wine on one hand and a copy of her book Baulsphere on the other. In Baulsphere (Random House,Rs 395),Sen writes a rich and startlingly honest account of her journey with the Baul singers and her own growth into a musician. In 1979,a documentary film by Georges Luneau called Le Chant des Fous gave her a glimpse of these itinerant singers of Bengal,but Bauls hit her three years later. My journey with the Bauls began in 1982 in Paris where I watched them for the first time, says Sen,60.
Sen is trying to keep the momentum going as she travels from India to the UK,France and even Mexico,composing and collaborating with artists. Everyday,Paban and I think about how we can continue taking care of our extended family how to get out of the blind alleys we stray into, writes Sen in the epilogue of the book. Now as she travels across India,promoting the book through her concerts with Paban and their group,Sen brings to mind the lyrics of the 19th century Baul Lallan Fakir: How does this unknown bird,flit back and forth,in and out of his cage? But with Baulsphere,Sen might no longer stay unknown.
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