'The Authorized Biography' - these words made my expectations sky-high. (And man, look at the size of the book, wide and thick). However somewhere the experience is not as promising as it looked. Krishna Trilok's debut outing with this biographical work, is something that makes you feel, ah the wait for that perfect biography is still on.
In four sections the chapters are discussed. Beginnings, Metamorphoses, The World Beckons and Believer. But the flow of the tale does not follow linear discussion. As regular works generally goes. What we get instead is, a great amount of discussion in initial pages, about - the film 99 songs ! And the movie comes here and there many times throughout the book, despite the fact the movie was in the works while the book was being written (and no, not that it has won accolades or an Oscar). At places we get insights on his life before fame, thru eyes of AR's sisters and companions. Which is at good length (but again, somewhat borrowed from previous books came about. Nasreen Munni Kabeer's conversations especially). That gives personal touch to discussions.
From AR's days of ad jingles to grabbing Mani Ratnam's Roja. The tales are surely going to take you on nostalogic ride. Similarly the growth from that onwards. Bombay, Rangeela to Slumdog to Yuvvraj and many such. Many a times the album's discussed in details, song by song, making us involved and revisit the album's But what I felt here, was lack of someone, an assistant who could have helped musically to put it more immercively. (Gosh, how some spells were incorrect ! for blogs, it's okay, but for a book - it is an unpardonable offense). Lack of titbits said by some legends who worked with AR (Gulzar, Javed Akhtar, Lata ji ...). Instead through the book we get only handful people like Rajiv Menon and Trilok's. (Except, the bits by Imtiaz Ali. All of his inputs are a delight). Even the photos, are put in a hurry and does not have keepsake quality.
Definitely, as a diehard fan of AR, one should still go on through this ride. As there is ofcourse material to cherish and be nostalogic about. However it doesn't (putting this typically) strike the right chords despite the efforts and pages invested. NMK's conversations has superior experience instead (if you want to pick up). And ah, how I wish Balaji Vittal and Aniruddha Bhattacharjee would come up with something about maestro.