I wonder when Salleri in "Amadeus" posed this loaded question "How can God be so cruel in giving me all the passion for music and creating this animal like Mozart, who can compose so natuarally?". Illayaraja to me defies logic. He trancends time and mortals and is the purest and crudest form of God.
What makes certain work stand time and make us look small?? Creativity is a cliche. Nothing can be created. It is all manifestation. We ourselves are manifestation of our inner selves who wander in time and space and get lost in history. But certain energies last forever and what is that differentiation factor? The more I probe, the less closer I am to the answer.
I have taken Illayaraja as a case study as his work is close to my heart. Music is nothing but sound with defintive pattern. Creativity under gun point is not always fun. My 16 years of information technology experience has put me at various times to come out with creative solutions to programming models at wallet point. A world which has gone overboard with technology and its derivatives has little time for anything which is ethereal. This to me is equivalent to meditating at 42nd street.
A larger question is how does this spontaniety come about? Well, this brings us to a more philosophical question, aren't we all spontaneous at some levels. Spontaniety comes out of our self with out any inhibition or thought.
I am an athiest by definition and practice. But the concept of God has always fascinated me. When I was a witness to my daughter's birth, I realized God. An ultimate feeling of oneness with self and others. As much as organized religion has attempted to detour the mind of humans with a convoluted view of God, it has only managed to destroy the very fabric of human faith.
As the quintessential question of "Why does Illayaraja's work transcend time?" lingers in my mind, the search for an answer could lead me closer to abstract.