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It has tremendous importance ! 


DEHSONGS has tremendous importance in Dehdays ! It is a journey of singing . During my primary education in Z. P. Purn Prathamik Jeevan shikshan vidhyamandir, Jakimirya, I first came across the lyrical poems. In this school, I enjoyed the listening of lovely Marathi songs like Aaj gokulat rang khelto hari , in Dasrotsav program. In the eighth standard in New English School, Jaitapur, I heard classmates like Ravikant Rumade and Kalidas Ambolkar singing the lyrics, in 1973-75 golden period of my life. In my college days, I used to pick up local boys and took them for the musical programs in the Ratnagiri city. Later, I got job and could afford to take them for singing competitions . In fact, I , with the help of my cousin Rajesh Vasant Bhatkar, arranged and sponsered a singing competition in my Primary school at Jakimirya ! But I never had the courage to sing a single line in public ( I still don't have ) !! In 1985-86, , I and my Royal friend, Ajij Hasan Mukari, first started to write and publish Marathi Gazal in Ratnagiri city. Once in 1988 at Pune, I listened the great Marathi poet Suresh Bhat singing his gazals before me ! My friend Pradip Murari Hatiskar was with us at that time.  I had the inner will for singing since childhood, but never dared to sing ! Once, Suresh Bhat told me to sing while writing gazal. That was the real start of my journey of singing !  

Of course, basically I am a bathroom singer ! I don't have the knowledge of singing and never went to any class to learn it ! I sing as I think ! I sing because I want to and the words come on my lips with the humming tones !!! It is not actually singing , but it is just murmering ! Just enjoy my murmers !!! 

Thank you. 

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