Rahman-Gulzar ki Jai Ho
This composer-lyricist jodi has managed to liberate Hindi film music from the 
realm of
regionalism and the borders of languages
SUBHASH K JHA


    Istill remember that moment when Gulzar saab was asked by AR Rahman to 
write a song for
Slumdog Millionaire. The poet par excellence had no idea about what pinnacles 
he was being
asked to scale. All he knew was, his favourite composer wanted a song that 
would be original,
catchy and easy to hum.
    Gulzar saab came up with Jai ho. A very desi phrase that has now caught on 
like wild fire
across the world. This week Rahman and Gulzar saab have liberated Hindi film 
music from the
realm of regionalism, provided the freedom for a song to express itself beyond 
the borders of
languages.
    I am proud of what Rahman has achieved in SM. But I’m more proud of his 
work in Jaane Tu…
Ya Jaane Na, Yuvvraaj, Jodhaa Akbar, Delhi 6 and even parts of Ghajini. I’m 
also proud of many
others for taking us kicking and dragging from the third-world into the first 
world. I am proud
of Rahman, Aishwarya Rai Bachchan, Shah Rukh Khan and Amitabh Bachchan for 
giving a global face
to Indian cinema.
    They never have to assert their iconic status. They’ve never tried to be 
‘global’ in their
aspirations. In fact SRK and AB have clearly not made Hollywood a dream 
destination for their
careers. SRK has been offered everything from Deepa Mehta’s Water to Danny 
Boyle’s SM. And
AB... well watch SM and see how the script honours the desi icon.
    Why must our heroes of the entertainment world shame themselves by playing 
taxi-drivers,
dimestore attendants and subway commuters?
    After looking at scores of hopefuls in India, Mira Nair and Danny Boyle 
stepped into the
western world and got us Kal Penn and Dev Patel for The Namesake and SM.
    No one could explain how a boy from the slums in SM spoke English with a 
British accent.
Dharavi, I believe, has now become a favourite tourist spot for Americans who 
want to see the
‘real’ India. Baap re baap! The hype surrounding SM was so overpowering it 
almost became a
cognisable crime to speak against it. “Who put you up to it?” an angry member 
of the cast asked
me. SM was the sacrosanct unquestioned temple of dhoom. The slumming we see in 
SM has been done
with far more gentle
    humour and non-stylised
    realism by Madhur Bhandarkar in Traffic Signal. Bhandarkar didn’t for once 
romanticise or
filter poverty into a celebration. We are a nation of mute spectators. Any kind 
of tamasha
rivets us to our place under the sky. Didn’t Slumdog... prove it? 

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