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Sursuri: A Music Video About The Indifference To Intolerance In The Country

By Countercurrents.org

01 November, 2015
Countercurrents.org

The music band "Swaang" has produced a political music video "Sursuri" . Its melody in stark contrast to the bitterness of the lyrics, reflects on the indifference to growing injustice and intolerance in our country. It asks – What do you do when freedom, pluralism and rationalism are under relentless attack? Relax, don’t speak up, slurp up that hot tingling tea…and fall asleep.

Music : Rohit Sharma
Lyrics : Ravinder Randhawa
DOP : Savita Singh
Director : Ravinder Randhawa
Choreography : Aparna Daswani
Vocals : Rohit Sharma, Pankaj Badra, Ravinder Randhawa
Featuring : Pankaj Badra, Prabhat Raghunandan, Kanwwal, Sharmistha Saha, Aparna Daswani, Arpit Singh, Saurabh Pratap

 

Here is the English translation of the lyrics:

Tingling is the taste of tea

Slurp, slurp up and have it

They robbed us of light

We did not protest!

We did not raise our voice!

Sitting in our cozy quilts

We sipped our tea …

Nation as old as sixty years

And yet looks fanciful and dear

One cheek is red and round

The other looks like the gutter of town

Stink emanates from the other, kick him out!

As if they own this country

They do anything they desire

Kill anyone they want

Jail any one they wish

The king’s men snatched our bread

Sold our jungles and bruised our land

But why do you want jungles?

Do you wish to eat grass?

Night was dark

Smoke was in the air

Drink after drink

Conversations, conversations and clink

Conversations … Conversations … Conversations

But you see, India is not a homogenous society,

It is a nation with different nationalities …

Semi – feudal, semi – capitalist and then there is cast

The biggest roadblock to revolution …So…

Who called for this Biryani? It has no meat!

 

Night was dark

Smoke was in the air

Drink after drink

Conversations, conversations and clink
Intoxicated then we got, and remembered USSR

Our cold lives warmed up with the thought of a revolution afar

But then we got tipsy and fell

Alcohol is free! Gulp! Gulp! And Have!




 

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