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About NADAs and Izrar Bunds

About NADAs and Izrar Bunds

Why is it that thoughts on Nada just don’t stop coming to me? Is it a symptom of Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder? Nah! You can’t call it that unless I keep tying and untying the Nada of my Pajamas repeatedly. Am I a “Nadaphile” then? Hahaha, or I am just a borderline case? Maybe I am or maybe not but Nada surely is borderline. It is something like LAC or LOC or Radcliffe line.
Why is it that thoughts on Nada just don’t stop coming to me? Is it a symptom of Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder? Nah! You can’t call it that unless I keep tying and untying the Nada of my Pajamas repeatedly. Am I a “Nadaphile” then? Hahaha, or I am just a borderline case? Maybe I am or maybe not but Nada surely is borderline. It is something like LAC or LOC or Radcliffe line. the corrupt guards or when the guards are down or in the terrains where the vigil is difficult to maintain and when the violators are recidivists.
Crossing it can get you in trouble, like crossing the above lines can. In most cases across the world wherever border disputes exist, there are prohibitions and regulations in place. At home you know as much as I do, this can be the starting point of a fight. The rules of control are strict and the punishments severe, but despite this we know, violations go on unabated, because of the corrupt guards or when the guards are down or in the terrains where the vigil is difficult to maintain and when the violators are recidivists.

Nada, however, is not a chastity belt whose key is with the master. The control of the Nada is with the owner or so to say, in this case, the owner is the master. The regulations of border crossing all across Europe are elastic or slack or there are no regulations at all, or in other words, it is free for all. Sometimes, I think that’s why they- the Europeans who I suppose invented it and started using it as an alternative to Nada, got the idea of replacing the borders of the garments with elastic bands.

But No Sir, in India, it can’t happen, couldn’t have happened and I don’t think it will happen at any time in the future. Where Nada is required, it just has to be that only. There are no compromises and there are no substitutes.

Writing about Nada is a tough job because one has to do the delicate work of keeping the thought from getting astray. It’s a thin line between writing and not writing, mentioning and not mentioning things. It is difficult to keep your thoughts in control and though you cannot control the thoughts of the readers you don’t have to give them a long rope or tether or Nada to venture into the prohibited zone for a peep called vicarious pleasures.

I mean you don’t want them to enjoy what you can’t. The writer has the first right, Right? I am of the opinion that a writer cannot write without fully visualizing what he/she is writing. It is possible that the reader may not be able to reach the depths of the imagination to which the writer had gone while writing the piece. But there’s a big problem when you are writing on a subject that exists on the borderline of prurience. And what object other than a bloody Nada can fill that requirement figuratively, suggestively, and literally?

It is literally a border between vulgar and decent, prurient and unsexy. It is a dividing line between imagination and reality, and it is pulled tight and knotted fast by a knot that cannot be opened without ‘consent’ of the owner. Oh, what a beautiful word I have stumbled upon while describing what we know is so easy to open, but yet it is not.

It wasn’t that easy to open when I was a child and you may have read about my fears, my ordeals, my apprehensions, and the thoughts that would flood the mind of ten years old and now you are reading them all when I have gone through most of my useful life. While coursing through life, I have come across knots and tangles that I have been able to open and untangle and many that I couldn’t. I have learned many lessons from them.

After having been through it all, I see Nada as a metaphor of multitude of signals, barriers and emotions, consents and denials, and in the context of life, I see it as a thin line between ease and difficulty, certainty and problem, happiness and frustration- in fact, I see it as a line between positive and negative. I see it as an answer to the enigma, of the duality that defines the whole concept of Maya, that my belief in Hinduism tells me is the only plausible explanation for the existence of this whole Bramhand.

Yes, the knots that hide the seen from the unseen are not so easy to unravel. I have used the term not so easy knowingly because, the benign nature allows the persistent pursuer, discover the mysteries of it, little by little. Is there something wrong then, when I call the humble Nada as the metaphor for all the mysteries that lie beyond one’s knowledge? Isn’t the curiosity before revelation and the pleasure of discovery comparable, whatever be one’s pursuit?

I do not want to get philosophic to the point of making this article boring, because that’s not the genre, I would like my writings to be classified in. I try to make my work humorous because that’s how I think the best one can live this life where he/she has little control over what is happening to and around him/her.
I learnt from my friend Hemant Chopra’s comment on my previous post that it was called as “Izrar bund” and fancy, woven Nadas used to be an essential part of the bride’s dowry. Letting the imagination run free on this acquired knowledge can itself be enough for me to write another article but I think, I must restrict this one to fifteen hundred words at max. I still have the freedom of putting three hundred words of joy in it.

Seeing from the perspective of mother nature, procreation in creatures is the most vital factor for the continuation of life on earth. The man from the moment of his birth on earth has been trying to find the deeper meaning of his creation. Propounding of religion, and its propagation by the disciples, agents, followers, preachers, hammering their belief on the gullible people, or bribing, terrorizing, and subjugating them to adopt their philosophy and practices for attaining Moksha, has given the believers a sense of security against the wrath of the Gods. By reading out the screeds written on leaves or parchments or passed on orally from generation to generation, the purpose and the fortune of being born as a man, has left the simple folks confused because sex is listed in sins, and despite hearing all those sermons about right or wrong or whether he will get a place in the heaven or burn in hell, the interest in pudendum and phallus does die. The nagging urge in the groin doesn’t go away, in fact, it boils over. The more it is tried to be suppressed, the more it rebounds and all that keeps one away from it is a simple doing-undoing of a knot and a whole gamut of thoughts come gushing back to square one. That’s why I think such great importance or place of honor was given to a humble nada as to be included in the bride’s dowry. Without tearing apart the private lives of our respected ancestors, I would like to add here that cooing and wooing as it occurs in other creatures is not an essential part of the human arsenal and therefore keeping the interest in otherwise a drab, mundane act alive man has been devising some techniques ever since the evolution turned the grey matter in the skull from that of an ape to that of an egghead. For keeping the heat from going cold man (and here, by a man I mean man only), has always been stoking the fire. In those good old days as the panties with bows and such provocative undergarments hadn’t been developed, so fancy colourful nada or izrar bunds were the limits to which stretching of the thoughts had a public sanction.

Suman Thakur compares all this to adoxography and carrying on with my thought makes me reflect upon the importance of including a “Chhuhara” in the Shagun Platter ( Thaal) of dry fruits given by the girl’s parents at the time of Engagement. Maybe, someday I will let my thoughts dwell on that, but before closing, there are two things that I would like to include here. One, since I could not find the meaning of the word Izrar in my search on Google I wonder could it be “Israr” which means “determination”, “insistence”, “resolve”, “firmness”, “moral strength”, because they can all fit in the context of Izrar bund?
And secondly, if Nada peeps out from the hem of the Kameez, can it be called “Izhar bund” then?
Tum se izhaare haal kar baithe
Bekhudi mein kamaal kar baithe….
Lastly, should I stop thinking about Nada and think of something else or this Nadaphila will make me Nadamaniac?

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Ushasurya(@ushasurya)
10 months ago

Aw!! Navneet !!
I think you have completed your Masters in Nada and will soon be presenting a THESIS :)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

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