For You, Is Sky The Limit

This poem is dedicated to my favourite playback singer Dhee (Dheekshitha Venkadeshan), an Australian citizen of Srilankan Tamil origin; who is the stepdaughter of renown music composer Santhosh Narayanan – who is also one of my favourites. Here goes the content:

Listened have I, to loads of songs

Tamil, Hindi, English

And even Telugu, Malayalam and Kannada

There ain’t no shortage

When it cometh to good playback singers

Name them, I certainly can

At the tip of my tongue

Even should you wake me up

Right in the middle of the night

However, few are those

Who make me sit up and take notice

Right from day one

Belong dost thou, to that special category

A big fan am I, of thy father

Whose music do I find, equally unique

As is your style of singing

And thus was I blessed

With the opportunity to hear your voice

Took me it did, to an entirely new world

A world of magic

Which can be bested not

Even by the universe of Harry Potter

Every time dost thou sing

Rooted to the spot, am I

Wondering who is this angel

That God hath sent

To entertain us earthly beings

And keep us motivated

So that, never do we stray down the path towards temptation

And thus, into the clutches of Satan himself

Such a versatile singer art thou

One day, a melody might you sing

Followed by a “kuthu song” the very next day

And then a dance number

And so on

For you, is sky the limit

The best part about thee, though

Has to be the clarity of your voice

Something that can be bested not

Even by the likes of Shreya Ghoshal

Or for that matter, KS Chithra herself!!

Recently, did I have the pleasure

Of hearing thee croon the song “Jujubee”

Oh boy, did it have an impact on me

Which could be replicated not

Even by a legend like AR Rahman or Ilaiyaraaja

Thus, did I think to myself

Could you sing with so much passion and energy

For Superstar Rajinikanth himself

Not too far, might be the day

When Bollywood cometh calling!!

Could anyone ever fall in love with a voice

It has to be that of yours

Guilty am I, but also extremely happy

That this hath happened to me

And do I guarantee thee

That, remain the way you are

And come will the day

When, become you a superstar

In your own right

Something that is impossible not

Because, never are you someone

To rest on her laurels

As I had but said earlier

For you, is sky the limit