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A Stream of Himalayan Melody

Music is life and life is music. Similarly, we have happiness, anger,  pains and sorrows in our life and in our music. As much I know Shri NS Negiji he is the voice of home-grown locals and his music is not for enthralling life but the music of neighborhood.

 Yes, we can find the disunion and separation from our roots in his music but ultimately he gave us the true juice (रस) of unity.

 Loudness and quietness are common in current music but he gave us the calmness (ठहराव) which is rare in musicians. 

He is the lord of music in Uttarakhand, Maa Saraswati has always instructed him to deliver the sound of locals and he did it immaculately. 

If you (my dear friend) are spreading his words to the world then my dear friend you're the chosen medium by Maa Saraswati, go ahead and do the best as you can. 

My best wishes are always with you. 🤟🏼😎🤟🏼

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