I felt very touched when I saw this father-daughter* combination working together, playing the melam beautifully at a wedding in Vishakapatnam. There was a certain dignity, a certain reverence to their craft, and a naturalness as they played their music.
There are not many women who play the melam, that too at weddings, so that makes this scene unusual. Yet, it was accepted as matter-of-fact, no one stared, there was no extraordinary curiosity. Except for my Kodak.
Unsung, unpublicized, there are ever so many genuine artistes in small corners of the world. One only needs to be sensitized to observe, and not necessarily comprehend or analyse.
Yet it is only a miniscule percentage that makes it to the magazine sections of newspapers, and a smaller percentage still, that has a claim to fame...and if one is not alert, one can very easily get brainwashed into thinking that it is only those few that matter.
*Sri Balasubramanyam (a lecturer in a music college), and his daughter Kumari Lakshmi Suvarna.