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from childhood we have heard her, this amazing phenomenon. shaping our childhood then youth our middle age and now oldage. She had remained our inspiration for romance prayer communion in prayer happiness sorrow and solace.  she became the playback singer for every heroine for the films, every prayer to the divine, every claasical dong , every happiness and sorrow in emotions,  every relationship with loved ones, every feeling of pride for national emotion, even Jawaharla nehru our dirst Prime minister and freedom fightter who gave us our Independence fromthe british sgeds tears when  she sang her song for loove of india,She remained an icon of purity and dignity throughout our llives dressed in white with no progeny,in her own way she was  a saint though i call her  an Avatar of Goddess of culture music and the arts SARASVATI come to b;ess ud like the prophets christ and Indian avatars Rama and Krishna, to give ou  and comfort. and she successded in doing just thatgiving rsuffering people happiness love solace with her music.

As in my view she was the goddess incarnate SARASVATI OF LEARNING MUSIC ART AND CULTURE APPROPRAITELY SHE K\LEFT US TO RE EMERGE WITH HER ON THE GREAT  INDIAN FESTIVAL OF BASANT pANCHAMI when her immages are immersed in the rivers and oceans as she now returns to her heavenly abode. Like wise Laata her incarnation the day after died re imarging with her founder gooess from which she had energed to honour her memory i would like to place here some of her songs and finally the most poignant farewell song.

finally a poignany sog of fareWLL From lata

After me my followers will be there like moths of love on a flame ,the seasons will search for me but no one knows where i will be, the world will sing in the same way the seasons will swing with the same fervour, but neither will i be there and perhaps neither you (my fans) nor our hearts full of bygone love ,yet there will be thousands of loves in caravans seeking their destinations. but the seasons will seek me and yet i will not be there

After me my followers will be there like moths of love on a flame ,the seasons will search for me but no one knows where i will be, the world will sing in the same way the seasons will swing with the same fervour, but neither will i be there and perhaps neither you (my fans) nor our hearts full of bygone love ,yet there will be thousands of loves in caravans seeking their destinations. but the seasons will seek me and yet i will not be there/

here this poignamt song of LATA and fee; its poignancy

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The gracious guest LATA who honured us and my wife for our humble hospitality

L a t a

It had to happen and it has, the Nightingale of more than just India has flown. With her our childhood youth middle age and even old age full of nostalgia and bygone memories of love romance exquisite emotion pain and poignancy longing and solace which this lady generously gave with extraordinary talent and generous spirit. Nightingale in our common parlance is a fit tribute but quite inadequate. In my heart and soul i believe this was yet another Avatar or divine incarnation to give eternal solace to a grieving wanting world, not unlike Rama or Krishna.This time it was the goddess SARASVATI right on her day Basant Panchami, a day after which having done her duty she left. lATA IN MY VIEW WAS HER AVATAR , no one else could have moved and given solace and delight to trillions from child hood to dying day. And for nothing in return apart from incidental fame and adoration. she dressed in white had no progeny and family to speak of and conducted herself with a dignity rare and admirable. The Avatar has not gone to an ordinary heaven , She has merged again with her godhead who decided to visit and solace and give us comfort for a century.
Our family had the great fortune of inviting her over to our residence and home privately without any others than her sister and family for lunch in Abu Dhabi. She was so loving humble and kind despite the Bharat Ratna status of highest award India has given to the likes of Pms like Indira gandhi and Nehru that we were floored. She held my wife’s hands as her hostess with such warmth that only a photo can capture. She signed her Gita, prayer book, and sat on a dining table with 6 other members of her family as if we were well known to her. It was like the visit of a Goddess not a celebrity. Now we realized why her sweet voice had always mesmerised us. This was a great soul being gracious in communion with ordinary folk as her art had been a gift to billions. As i said not some ordinary sage or Mahatma but a goddess incarnate visiting you. in conclusion i wish to prove that. When leaving she held my hands as a mother would and said” AAp jab mumbai aao to main aapkeliye apne haat se khana banana chahoongi.”  Whenever you visit Mumbai i shall cook you a meal with my own hands.
That never happened because i never wanted this gracious heavenly personage to do that. But her words were more than that khana. God bless her soul. Every time i hear her melodies past voice in song tears spring to my eyes. Amillion pranams to one who became the soul of my life from infancy to old age. my heart and soul with every conceivable emotion, a haunting that will never end. today i am so sad that this
gracious personality has finally left us and the goddess Sarasvti has decided to depart to give joy to her heavenly abode.

THE NIGHTINGALE OF INDIA

BHARAT RATNA – GEM OF INDIA AWARDED PHENOMENON THAT GAVE EVERI INDIAN PAKI BANGLASESHI AND NUMEROUS OTHERS OVERSEAS THE JOYS AND SUSTENANCE OF THEIR LIVES. GOD BLESS THIS GODDESS INCARNAYE.

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