Melodies of Shiv-Hari

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Tribute to Pandit Shiv Kumar Sharma

Pandit Shiv Kumar Sharma will always be remembered amongst music lovers for his unparalleled perfection in playing the complex instrument, santoor. He was born on 13 January 1938 in Jammu and Kashmir, India in a musical family. His father was a famous vocalist and tabla player. Pandit Shiv Kumar Sharma developed interest in music right from his childhood. He started learning santoor when he was thirteen and in 1955 he gave his first public performance in Mumbai. In 1956, he also composed background music for one scene in the film, Jhanak Jhanak Payal Baje. He collaborated with flutist Hariprasad Chaurasia and composed music for several hit films under the collaborative name Shiv Hari. I have listed some of the beautiful songs composed by Shiv Hari. Hope you like them.


Dekha ek Khwab to ( silsila)

Tere mere hothon pe ( Chandni)


Megha re megha ( Lamhe)



Kabhi Main Kahoon ( Lamhe)


Tu mere samne ( Darr)


Hum chup hai ( Faasle) 


Sahiban meri Sahiban ( Sahibaan)


Baadal pe chal ke aa ( Vijay)


Mere sathiya mere saath chal ( Parampara )

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Unknown said…
Good blog , actually while listening these all time favorite songs one doesn't realise connection of pandit ji . He was a great contributor to the world of indian classical music. Thanks for making his memories alive.
May 11, 2022 at 3:52 PM
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