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Mringal is what I call music

By Henry Sinha, New Delhi

Vodka! Joe Satriani. Almost all my Fridays, 2am. I release my chained weekday slave thoughts, see them fly high in harmony, chasing the next dawn. Freedom. Undoubtedly I enter the revered zone of psychedelic bliss, feeling the cries of the guitar and the ethanol in my blood making love like serpents in a trance. I term this spectacular phenomenon as music. The force that escalates you to a completely new level of consciousness and realization. That’s music to me whether you have it with vodka or sip it, neat.

Couple of weeks back, a friend handed over a CD to me.

Nua amaar tharor CDgo’ he said. My eyes studied the cover.

Six lads. Denim. Canvas shoes. Long hair. Tattoos. Right body language and the works. They had it all. Sofa so good I thought. Lets see how they sound.

Looking at the cover I teased, ‘Girokgo kita kiti dorta mo re, din kaal amnou hoba naseta, douor ela kita thaile de, bujon oilang manuu

Bahare pakana, poila ehan hun. Pisede douor ela huunis’, he shot with a smile.

A familiar fusion of doubt, curiosity, excitement and a helpless surrender of expectations lingered in my head as I plugged in the CD. Watched the CD slide and disappear into the machine along with my friend’s smile. Felt a Pause. Heard a click, followed by a brief silence and then I felt a brilliant explosion of melody in my head. No. In my mind.

Goddamn. Goddamn. Goddamn. Stumped I was like never before. Awesome!

Vocals, bass, lead, drums and music arrangement the guys have hit spot on with a lethal combination of flair and expertise. Thanks to the well trained lead vocal, the band offers a distinct sound which they can claim to be their own. Lend your ears to Amit, the guy is gifted with a haunting voice that grips you and grips you good in style. I ran my ears on all the numbers.

Loved all of them, especially Maya and Ti Nikka.

By the end of disc, a flood of emotions erupted - joy, pain, wonder, peace, numb, silence, hope. My being was injected with a sudden dose of positivity about being a Bishnupriya Manipuri deep down in my mind and heart.

Thanks Nirmal, Sudarshan, Amit, Jaan, Tapan and Hrishikesh for forming this band Mringal. Hari please take a bow for creating and producing the best Bishnupuri Manipuri music album ever made. I can claim that with a thousand bullets in my head.

Mringal is what I call music. No vodka needed. Have it neat!


  1. I was listening to this album while travelling in a automobile the other nite. The beat, synchronisation of the instruments, voice and the music are outstanding. It is a true 20the century music masterpiece. Hats of to each and every person who makes this album possible.

  2. The kind of vocal and sound arrangements in the album clearly depicts the dexterity of the guys...Its definitely a milestone in BM music... Highly commendable...

    I had it neat vodka, no whiskey on the rocks...
    Lovely read to ur torrentially chimed words....


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