Chaurasia - flautist par excellence

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This is available at http://www.tribuneindia.com/1998/98dec20/sunday/view.htm from a 1998 interview


"Folk music is the base of all music"


IT has been no bed of roses for flautist par excellence Hari Prasad Chaurasia who has turned 60 this year. From being an obscure, little known wrestler to scaling dizzy heights as the greatest exponent of the divine musical instrument, flute, the journey has been eventful. Today, Hari Prasad Chaurasia is a cult figure. His very name evokes awe and inspiration for many who vie for a place for themselves in classical music. Packed auditoria in India and elsewhere vouch for the mastery that he has attained in playing the flute, the instrument which is synonymous with Lord Krishna. Any mention of classical Hindustani music of the day will be incomplete without a mention about him.

If Shyam Benegal has produced a documentary, Hari Prasad Chaurasia, to felicitate he maestro on his turning 60, the well-known writer Uma Vasudev has come out with a book, Romancing the flute, which captures the life and work of Chaurasia. Fellow musician and vocalist Pandit Jasraj has composed a special number, Jeevat Sharadah Shatam, in honour of Chaurasia, while the sarod maestro Amjad Ali Khan has recorded a special composition in raag lalitadwani to mark Chaurasia's Shashtyabdipurti. His incomparable music has the ability to captivate the minds of the listeners.

Hari Prasad Chaurasia would have been lost forever for the realm of music had he pursued his career as a wrestler for which he was taking training. Something prompted the young boy of 15 to defy his father and enrol himself as a student of the renowned vocalist of the time, Pandit Rajaram from Banares. The real turning point came about in Chaurasia's career as a musician when he chanced to hear the flute recital of Pandit Bholanath, a well-known flautist of the time and a student of the legendary Pannalal Ghose. Then and there Chaurasia decided that he was going to be a flautist. He knew for certain that his guru could only be Pandit Bholanath!

The next five years saw young Chaurasia taking intensive training in flute under Pandit Bholanath. By the time he was 20, Hari Prasad Chaurasia had already achieved enough proficiency in flute to be enlisted as s staff artist in All India Radio and was posted in Cuttack. The next five years saw him playing frequently for the radio and performing occasionally on stage. The second turning point in life and career came about when he was transferred to the Mumbai station of the All India Radio.

While in Mumbai, he wanted to learn music from Annapurna Devi, daughter of Ustad Allaudin Khan of Maihar and younger sister of sarod maestro Ali Akbar Khan, who had settled down in Mumbai after her marriage to Pandit Ravi Shanker. It was his initiation under Annapurna Devi which transformed Pandit Hari Prasad Chaurasia from being an obscure radio artist to a cult figure in Hindustani music arena.

There was a perceptible change in the style and substance of his music after that. The flawless tonal excellence of his flute started showering intricate raag- aalap, with deftness and clarity. It took very little time for the connoisseurs of music to recognise the latent talent in the young flautist who could touch the nerves of hidden and unexplored territories in the realm of Hindustani classical music. Since then there has never been an occasion for Chaurasia to turn back with packed auditoriums and standing ovations having become synonymous with every concert of his, not only in India but all over the world. Awards and accolades began to pour in as if no award is worth its name without it being conferred on Chaurasia.

If he mesmerised the classical music audience with his flawless flute, the celluloid world did not lag behind in exploiting the unquestionable genius in his music. Director Yash Chopra opened up a new vista to Chaurasia when he invited him and the santoor maestro Pandit Shiv Kumar Sharma to score the music for his films. The Shiv-Hari combination proved extraordinarily successful, proving the sceptics, who expressed reservations about the ability of classical musicians to churn out titillating melodies on screen, wrong.

Hari Prasad Chaurasia, the flautist par excellence, continues to enchant the audience the world over with his flawless melody of the flute and has gone a step further in establishing a gurukul in Juhu to train budding flautist. He, probably, does not want talented young boys to be deprived of the opportunity to learn flute for want of the right guru. His own experience and the hurdles he faced in mastering the flute must have prompted him to embark upon such an experiment, which has so far produced half a dozen sishyas to keep the Chaurasia magic alive for posterity.

In this interview to Art Lover Jr. of Newscribe, the flute maestro delves in detail about the hardships he faced to reach where he is now and the challenges facing the classical music in the country. Excerpts:

What, in the first place, made you opt for flute instead of other popular stringed and percussion instruments?

The only inspiration for my attraction towards flute was that it happened to be Lord Krishna's favourite. Whenever I worshipped the idols of Radha and Krishna in our house, the flute in the hands of Lord Krishna used to attract me. I used to see pictures and idols of Lord Krishna holding a flute and as a lad I always wanted to hear him play it. That was probably my first inspiration.

Is it not a fact that you were originally trained to be a wrestler?

That is a fact. The dands and baithaks done by me as a lad are keeping me in good stead now, I suppose. The initial training probably helps me to keep my physique alright.

Was it a hard journey for you to make a mark as a flautist of repute?

Undoubtedly it was an uphill task. However a genius or talented a person might be, he cannot master an instrument unless backed by sound fundamentals and right training under a well-informed guru. If locating the guru is difficult, it is all the more difficult to convince that guru that you would be a worthy disciple who would keep his name alive. Only then the guru will be tempted to impart the knowledge and substance of his or her music to the sishya. When I look back I realise that I had to slog it out of reach where I am today.

What really contributed in the making Hari Prasad Chaurasia of today?

It was a process of evolution, I must confess. I cannot single out one particular thing and say that this was the reason for my evolution as a flautist. Right from my initiation under Pandit Rajaramji to learn vocal music, many things happened. My training under Pandit Bholanathji, my AIR days in Cuttack, training under Annapurna Deviji and even my experiments with cinema music have all contributed in making me what I am today.

Could you say something about your training under Annapurna Deviji?

Guruma Annapurna Devi was to hard a nut to crack. She was then married to Pandit Ravi Shankerji and was initially not interested in teaching me. In fact, I wanted to become a student of her father Ustad Allauddin Khan but my father, who was alive at that time, would not permit me to go to Maihar and become his sishya. I used to go to Ravi Shankerji's house every day with the same request but she never used to take it seriously. Finally, she agreed to teach me with the condition that I unlearn everything and learn music from scratch under her. By then, remember, I was already performing on stage. Even then, I accepted and she took me as a student after three years. The training under her did change the course of my life and influenced my music for all time to come. Guruma gave my music a new depth and dimension I had never known I was capable of.

What in your opinion makes the flute different from other musical instruments?

As I told you, it is a natural instrument. Unlike other more advanced instruments, where the note is sustained for a longer time through resonance and reverberation, in the flute the musical note is there only as long as you blow on it. The music and notes emanating from the flute are natural.It touches the heart and soul. Even animals are attracted towards it. What does it show? It all goes to prove that this was the original musical instrument of man much before the advent of any civilisation.

You had seniors, you have contemporaries and there are upcoming flautists too. What makes you different from them?

In music, it is wrong to make comparisons. Each one has his or her own style and every artiste has certain unique points which are absent in another artiste. I have great admiration for Pannalal Ghoseji's flute. His was the Khayal type. I play in Dhrupadia style. There is, of course, late T.R. Mahallngam of Carnatic music who was a prodigy. His was the Chanchal type. Each flautist has his strong points and a comparison is meaningless.

You have played jugalbhandhis with Carnatic music flautist N.Ramani. What difference do you find between the two branches of Indian classical music -- Hindustani and Carnatic?"

Carnatic music is mercurial in nature. It is much faster and gives lesser importance to aalap.Carnatic music lays more importance on the sahitya than on the aalap. Their music is based on the sahityas which are devotional and composed by great composers with a divine gift. But for this difference, the rest is more or less the same because both Hindustani and Carnatic music are based on the same sapthaswaras.

What prompted you to dabble in film music?

I don't see anything wrong in it. In fact, it gave me an opportunity to widen my horizon and get a better idea about orchestration. Yash Chopra being a classical musician himself, took the risk of offering me and Pandit Shiv Kumar Sharmaji an opportunity to compose music for commercial films. Starting from Silsila in 1980, we have composed music for a number of films that include Lamhe, Basera, Parampara and Chandni. Most of them have been hits too. I am happy to have broken the myth that classical musicians are unfit to score music for films. I wish somebody comes out with a film based on classical music so that we can put our best efforts to make it a popular hit through songs. It is being done periodically in the South, in Telugu and Malayalam. But in Hindi, such films are a rarity because no one is coming forward to take that risk

Do you set any standard for yourself when you compose music for films?

Producing a commercial film is one thing and commercialising the entire film-making is quite another. Cinema should be seen only as an entertainer, I agree. At the same time, it should also be a decent entertainer. In the songs of yesteryears, lyrics played an important role compelling the audience to hum the songs even months after they had heard them . Nowadays, lyrics have become so vulgar and sub-standard that one cannot sing the songs in front of others. We have made it a point not to compose music for songs with vulgar lyrics. That is our basic criterion while scoring music for a film.

It is said that you have a gurukul. How far has it been successful venture?

I do not take more than four students at a time. Money is not a criterion for imparting training. I have gone through a long and hard struggle. I don't want young people to suffer for want of institutional support. My gurukul in Juhu has been named "Vrindaban' and it is not a commercial school churning out a line of performers. The training provided there is limited to a few who are devoted to music. I don't demand fee from them. If I could be of help in developing the latent talent in any young artiste and make him a master in his own right, that will be the greatest reward I would ever get.

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This interview in which Hariji talks about Dada Burman shows his playful side. What a riot!


You worked with SD and RD Burman. Can you share some memories of these stalwarts?

SD Burman was a very gifted musician, a simple man but exceedingly stingy! He had a hard time parting with his cash even after he had become very affluent. There was a time we were all struggling and staying in rooms in a hotel, and Sachinda, as we lovingly called him, would hide behind a curtain if he was eating something. Once lyricist Anand Bakshi had come over to discuss a song, and Sachinda told him he must eat something, borrowed ten bucks that Anand Bakshi could ill afford to shell out, got the errand boy to get a dozen bananas, fed Bakshi one and kept the rest for himself!

I still remember this incident where we had to all meet at his place once he had made it, to discuss the composition of a song. I arrived straight from another recording and saw the producer, director, the hero and the heroine and some 4-5 musicians seated around this table. Sachin da asked his wife to provide tea and some sweets. His wife Mira brought a plateful of rasgullas, which someone had probably brought from Calcutta for him.

In between, the servant came and whispered there was no sugar in the house. Sachinda promptly said, "oh, then never mind the tea, by the time you get the sugar the tea will be cold." But he couldn't send the sweets away! Reluctantly he asked people around him to have a rasgulla. People were too scared of him and said "No, no, we have already eaten before we came."

Well I had come straight from a recording and was pretty hungry. As he covered his face with his fingers and closed his eyes to think of a tune, I made a grab for the sweets. In no time I had polished off 15 rasgullas and there were barely a couple left. Dada saw his precious sweets disappear and was quite annoyed.

The next day Lata Mangeshkar was to be briefed about a song and I was asked to play the flute at various points in the song. As I started, dada chimed in, still rattled about his lost rasgullas, "See Lata, he is sounding extra sweet today isn't he. I'm not surprised considering all the rasgullas he polished off at my house yesterday. It has made his flute extra sweet today!"

Sachinda was very serious and would seldom smile. RD on the other hand was generous and full of mischief. Not too many people know that he was a serious student of music as Sachin da had sent him to learn from Ali Akbar Khan. We would often sit in a separate room cracking wild jokes laughing our heads off then rearrange our facial features and look very serious when it was time to go before his father. At times Sachinda would wonder and ask, "Who was laughing outside?"

The one time that I did make him laugh happened because of a trick I played on a shehnai player Dakshina Mohan Tagore. Both Sachin da and Dakshina Mohan Tagore had dreams of the latter going abroad and striking it big. Once we were in London and we found a street where they would print phony newspapers with any headlines we wanted. So we got this headline printed " Indian Musician Dakshina Mohan Tagore Caught Streaking Across West End." I took the paper to Sachinda and said "What a shameful thing, look at how Dakshina ji is making his name abroad." Dada was shocked until suddenly it dawned on him that he had been had and he burst into laughter. Dakshina babu however didn't forgive us for a long time!
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Chaurasia's official website is http://www.hariprasadchaurasia.com/inspiration.htm

Please have a look. It is worth it.
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Thanks for sharing, Sahana.

Its great to know more about these legends. I didn't know that Shiv-Hari composed Lamhe and Chandni though I knew they did Darr. Beautiful music. 👏
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sahana here's the full int. of his tht yu asked for.


Uma Vasudev traces the musical odyssey of the renowned flautist Hariprasad Chaurasia in the biography Romance of the Bamboo Reed

Romance of the Bamboo ReedTHE little boy's father was the famed Chedi Lal Pehalwan, the wrestler. He wanted his three sons to be wrestlers like him. As a disciplined devotee he would sing the devotional hymns at the morning prayers. But that was far as music could go. No question of trying out the flute in front of him, thought Hari. But away from his father's watchful eye, away from the rituals at home and the school and the competitive yells of the wrestlings pit, he would sneak out whenever he could with his stolen flute. He would find a hidden corner and take delight in the few notes he could coerce out of the bamboo reed. In a family governed by a man obsessed with creating an ancestry of wrestlers, Hari realised that he dared not articulate his fascination with something as far removed and contrary as music. If his father felt that he harboured any ambitions other than to follow in his footsteps, Hari knew he would get a sound thrashing. His father packed a wrestler's punch.

* * *

Whenever Hari would ask anyone about his mother, he would be told, "She'll be back." The tragedy was never allowed to sink into his mind. The result was that their father came into his life in a bigger way. Not only as the idol they had to try and emulate, but as a concerned, doting but disciplinarian parent. He would cook all the meals. He would not let even his daughter enter the kitchen. He would make them eat well and pack the food for them to take to school. And at night they would all sleep together on a large cot. But Hari began to feel the emptiness, which in a sense never left him, the big void that he felt for a mother who was just not there. The house would look bereft when he came back from school. His sister would be busy with her tuitions. A tutor would come for him too. But he missed his mother. He kept waiting for her to come back. .. The one place that he could visit with impunity was the temple nearby where the priests would be singing the devotional melodies through which they also told the saga of the gods.

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Baba Ustad Allauddin Khan, his daughter Annapurna Devi and Chaurasia
Baba Ustad Allauddin Khan, his daughter Annapurna Devi and Chaurasia

"I just have to learn from Annapurnaji," Hari said.

"Ma doesn't really teach anybody," Shubhendra said inviting him in. "But if you can persuade her, you're welcome."

When she saw him, she exclaimed impatiently, "You've turned up again! I told you I can't teach you."

He decided to be circumspect. "No, no, I haven't come for that. I've come to see Subho."

"Accha, accha," she relaxed immediately. "Don't come to learn, OK?"

"No, of course not, I won't."

He looked her son's age. "Have something to eat or drink," she said.

This cat and mouse game went on for a year. Sometimes, even Ravi Shankar would be there, but in his room, having a bath or preparing to practice.

"Do you want to meet him?" she asked.

"No."

"You didn't ever think of learning from him?"

"No."

"Why?"

"I wanted to learn only from Annapurnaji," he told her.

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Annapurna was also unrelenting. "All that you did just now is useless. It is like a monkey's dance. You'll have to be like an elephant, slow and steady."

He understood. "I'm ready," he said.

"But you won't be able to give up your old follies."

"I'll give up everything."

"We'll have to start from the beginning, from sa re ga ma again."

"I'll do that."

He wondered how he could convince her. Suddenly he had an idea. "You can change my position," he said. "I'll start afresh. I'll hold the bansuri on the left side. I'll play with my left hand."

"You won't be able to do it," she said, quite startled, "You may say so, but you can't. If you do, I'll have full confidence in you."

"You'll see, ma."

"Next time you come, you must play the alankar, as it should be, in slow elaboration, gradually increasing the tempo and then....He vowed to himself that he would do it all. He would not give up anything. But he would do what she had asked or challenged him to do. I'll do it all. I'll not leave my film recordings, I'll not let my earnings drop, I'll play my ten -second bits for the orchestra and even while the composer gives instructions for the next item, and the mike is being tested, and the playback singer is rehearsing, I'll go to another corner and practice shifting the flute from the right and holding it on the left. I'll do it and show her.

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East blends with West: Hariprasad Chaurasia and George Harrison
East blends with West: Hariprasad Chaurasia and George Harrison

"The qualities that a guru must have are not related to sangeet or music alone. He should have lagav, a concern, for the world's traditions or parampara. He should have concern for nature, for the family, so that he should be able to teach a child how to respect human kind. Even more than music he should be able to reach the disciple to have regard for older people, how to honour the gurujan, the teachers, those who represent knowledge and wisdom. In fact, a guru must teach you how to live..."

— Pandit Hariprasad Chaurasia

Annapurna brought a glass of water and a plate of sweets for Hari. She always did. He took a sip of water.

"Alright, play," she said.

So Hari played, holding the big flute on the left and traversing the notes with his left hand. He played the scales the way she had wanted, evoked the approved tone from the flute and even the difficult, repetitive, guttural sounds of the gamak. She was impressed. She was herself an artist and an exponent of the surbahaar. She realised what it must have taken to habituate the left hand to this kind of expertise. It was unprecedented.

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It was soon after this that Hariprasad faced his first major challenge. He was invited to play at the prestigious Harvallabh Festival of Music at Jalandhar in November, 1967. It is always held in the freezing winter of Punjab nights, out in the open. But it has one of the most discerning audiences for classical music in India. It is attended by established connoisseurs, gurus and ustads of music, theorists, performers and critics and above all, ordinary men and women from neighbouring towns and villages, honed to expertise by the experience of listening to the finest musicians every year. It is their reactions more than anything else which make or unmake the newcomers ...

One should plunge into it. Arey bhai, I didn't participate in those wrestling matches despite my father's repeated exhortations, but now at least I can do battle, jump into the fray. This time the fight is for what I want, meri iccha ka kaam ho raha hai! He would not let go such an opportunity. He had the confidence. After all, behind me, backing me, is the teaching of a great guru. His similes, when he was thinking, came despite himself from his years of growth against a background of wrestling.

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He set himself a gruelling regimen of practice sessions, a concentrate of riyaaz and tayyari. The evening before the performance, he sat up the whole night practising, wondering which raga he should finally choose. His hand began to tremble. He was filled with such overwhelming love for the people out there who could sit through nights like this with such passion in their love for music that he put his heart and soul into his performance. The notes began to flow with practiced ease along the air and through the fog into the heart of the audience. When he finished, they burst into applause. .. Soon he was surrounded by critics and the press. His doubts were dispelled the next day when he saw the papers. They proclaimed him "the rising son of the bamboo reed...."

That very evening, Hariprasad went to the temple and offered his homage to the Goddess Saraswati. Somehow the image of Annapurna Devi seemed to appear from within it.

* * *

With increasing recognition came the frenetic pace of his assignments, and the even more propelling desire to show that he deserved them. His music began to take on a sense of urgency, like a bottled genii, waiting to leap out of its confines.

And yet when in 1992 itself Anuradha had to undergo a serious abdominal surgery, Hariprasad dropped all his assignments. He just stayed by her side. He got special permission to be present in the operation theatre even during the operation. He just never left her. She kept wondering where he could have put away his bansuri...? He looked at her drowsy face and his mind went back to his days in Orissa. he had never had any doubts about how much he had wanted her. Nor had music stood in the way. In fact that was what had brought them together. It was she who had made the fruition of his obsession possible. Always understanding his compulsion to reach out for the sun.

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On April 6, 1992 the prestigious President's National Award of India, the Padma Bhushan, was bestowed on Hariprasad Chaurasia by the then President of India, R. Venkatraman. The Ashok Hall at the Rashtrapati Bhawan, the Presidential Residence in Delhi was ablaze with chandeliers. The glitterati of the capital of India were gathered there for the award ceremony. Hariprasad had his kurta sewn specially by his favourite tailor. Luckily, this time, the man had stuck to the measurements he had given. "That man too has a habit of singing his own alaap in stitching a kurta," mused Hariprasad as he walked up to the President of India.

The citation was read out in Hindi.

The applause was music to his ears.

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Thanks Barnali! Now I have a burning desire to read the biography!

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