Ravi Shankar - Morning Raga-

I once met pandit Ravi shankar in bangalore during 2004 while he was walking in a hotel campus. He spoke with me for a few minutes, though my music knowledge was quite limited. He invited me to his concert, for which he was in the city. Very precious moment...

I live in Kolkata along with my father. He has been very unwell for the last 4 days. I have no other family left. Death has been a recurring pattern in my life. Suddenly came across this music and Ravi Shankar. I am lying down beside baba and making us listen to this. I have always been patient and strong with myself to deal with difficult situations. But absence can be such a hollow space. It resonates in the inner surface of your head. Sometimes self love and care isn't enough. Sometimes anxiety requires someone else or something else from outside to touch you, to caress you. This music is doing the same to me. I have tears flowing out like pain flowing out like a river into a distant land. I felt like sharing this after reading some of the other posts. It is so important to remain and continue being human despite its obvious pains and worries.

My 90 year father loves Ravi Shankar's music. I listened to this morning raga this morning on the way to work instead of the news. I need a big break from the news of this insane and difficult world.

I got to see Ravi and George Harrison in concert, around 1976. I remember sitting in my chair after the show was over, alone, stoned and stood up by the girl I had invited. The audience was almost gone, a security guard was approaching and I was so relaxed I didn't care. I thanked him for his concern and we chatted for a few minutes as simply two regular people that just had a shared exoerience at a great musical event. Ravi Shankar was hypnotic, and that other guy that played that night wasn't too shabby either! One of the best dates I've ever had!

I love Ravi Shankar. He believed in a natural high, in people, and in higher consciousness.

The capacity that this music has to still the mind is awesome. Indian raga is certainly one of the great achievements of humanity.

If this isn't the most beautiful thing I've ever heard... between Chopin's piano and Shankar's sitar I am at total peace.

It resonates within us because the musician does not play. He "let`s it play". He passes on the inspiration received, without intention. Its coming from the higher self, to which we are all connected. Thats why it touches our soul. Just let it in and go with the flow. Thinking destroys it all. Just be. Just be. Just be . . . .

I met my wife when Ravishankar came to Belgium in 1967. We are happily married for 55 years

,,Уважаемый,Рави Шанкар, Благодарна Богу, За Ваш Прекрасный Дар. Людей он согревает своим Теплом. Он летит сквозь годы, В каждый дом." Светлая память Великому Мастеру. С Уважением из России. Спасибо за Душевность и Прекрасное Творчество.🙏❤🎼🇷🇺🌏💞🌅

Indian classical music is a colossally impressive cultural accomplishment. :)

I just listened again, and briefly became able to believe that there can be life in peaceful harmony, free from the deranged noise of those clamouring to ruin the world.

TRANQUILITY AND PEACE ARE DEFINED HERE!!!!TRUE ABODE OF CALM AND QUIET EVEN SERENE AMBIENCE IS HERE....RIGHT HERE IN THIS MUSIC...One could be sustained not merely for the morning...yes, for the whole day!!!!!

I've been a huge fan of Norah for 25 years but only recently learned this legend was her father.

My Doctor introduced me to Ravis music , the best medicine He gave me. Thank you Dr. Kulkarni.

It's been a difficult week. This morning did not get off to a great start either. But hearing this genius perform is a small attempt to improve the day.

Like many posting I am listening because I am sad. Lost my grandma a week and a half ago and I keep crying because things frequently remind me of her. My heart is both filled with love for my grandma and broken because I miss her. I hope I see her again one day way when I pass and we look for cardinals together in the afterlife. It kills me I’ll never get to see her again. She was a wonderful woman. Bon Voyage Grandma Chris!

It's the first time I've heard this song, but it's not the first time I've seen it about Ravi Shankar. The man was truly a genius. A single teardrop fell down my face, and I don't know why. Perhaps, my body reacted to the soft sound, bringing me the tranquility that I haven't felt in a while, everything has been so strange lately, I barely have time to feel what I should about situations that have appeared in my life/family . But this music managed to reach where no medication I use has reached: the silence of meditation. There's a comment here saying that self-love isn't always It is the necessary thing, that anxiety needs to be felt, anger needs to be felt. Maybe I just needed to cry.

Blessings of Saraswati. Whole realm inside us but we get so busy out there that we miss to listen to the voice inside us till we come across something like this which pauses moments for us. Dive within yourself which each breath to your inner core and you will realise what’s really important for you.

This has been in my favourites list since the Decca album was released in 1962(?) which I still have. Heard him play in the basement folk club at the Angel in Islington 1966, magic!