I am not sure what do I call this soul..... A god's gift to us, a human being's tribute to god or he himself is a GOD...... !!!Exactly 29 years back on this day, this soul of Hindi film music left it's body and flew towards the world where there are no footprints.....
So many people imitated him and made name, fame, imitations, irritations, all sorts.......
But no one could even come nearer to him and no one can become like him.....
That's Mohammed Rafi.......
When he died, Doordarshan covered his last journey live... In the background, the which was being played was
क्यूँ संवारी है यह चन्दन की चिता मेरे लिए
में कोई जिस्म नहीं हूँ के जलाओ गे मुझे
राख हो जावुंगा बिखर जावूँगा में दुनिया में
तुम जहां खावोगे टोकर वही पावोगे मुझे........
मेरी आवाज़ सुनो प्यार का राग सुनो
What else do I say about this great soul... There will be no one like Rafi.. All those who are imitating Rafi and imitated Rafi, let them keep trying...
