Jul 21, 2014

Resonance : অনুরণন (Anuranan)

Yeah. There's a movie with that name. Kind of ordinary movie, except for this concept. Resonance.
And this one concept makes that movie unforgettable.

I watched that movie in Bengali, which I do not understand, save for the sanskrit words. So I guess I only got the essence. But that was enough to convey this concept.

The hero returns from an official site visit, completely mesmerized by Kangchenjunga. And when his friend wishes she could see the mountain, he takes her to The Great Banyan in Kolkata. The Kangchenjunga is resonated through The Great Banyan. There is no comparison between a mountain and a tree. But they both convey the same quality. And give rise to same emotions.

Many times, our thoughts seem to jump from one memory to another. These memory can seem to be completely unconnected. But our mind doesn't care about that. It wants to jump, and it does.

When I revised some of those "jumps" with the concept of Resonance, I started seeing the connection between different memories.

Last monsoon, I was in a remote (think as remote as you can) village in central India. And the aggressive rains and winds made the bamboos sway to their wish, as if in a trance. That scene got registered in my mind. For a long time I did not see any reason for the strong emotion I felt for that memory. But then I realized that it resonated some of the choreography I adored. The Khwaja song from the movie Jodha-Akbar, My Wish Comes True from Kisna. Yeah! I know! Difficult for anyone to see the resonance unless I show them the exact scenes. But I wonder if the visuals would reveal the resonance anyway! The bamboo was resonating the strong emotions associated with those songs. They all had the devotion, submission and claim that one thinks of, when one wonders about the most precious desires of the heart.

Recently, I made a simple spelling mistake on mobile. Which was a result of muscle memory taking charge in a moment of absent-mindedness. And that resonated the dancer in my past, wanting to gain control of her muscle memory. So that she could switch between 'autopilot' and 'self-drive' whenever she wanted. The madness I've experienced for dance jumped from my past and caught me unaware. Left me with an awe. Now I could see that dancer from a distance. After exiting that madness. And after realizing that the madness hasn't really left me, it is still there, waiting to pounce itself on me at the simplest of opportunity.

Maybe resonance is simply a romantic analogy for how our brain processes our memories and experiences. But it does go a long way, knowing things about us that not many can know. So it plays with us like not many can.

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