Painful ! Assam was plunged into shock. At 53, Assam’s most beloved singer, actor, and cultural crusader was gone, leaving behind not just songs, but a void that seemed impossible to fill. For millions, he was never just an artist. He was Zubeen da, the elder brother whose voice accompanied them through life’s joys and sorrows. His melodies played at Bihu gatherings, exam nights, love confessions, and political rallies. Few performers ever become such an inseparable part of collective memory.
Born in 1972 in Tura, Meghalaya, and raised in Jorhat, Assam, Zubeen’s life was steeped in rhythm. His parents, admirers of conductor Zubin Mehta, named him after the maestro, a fitting prophecy for the path he would take. Music was not an extracurricular pursuit in his household; it was a way of life. His professional career began with the 1992 Assamese album Anamika, which introduced listeners to a voice that was soulful, restless, and brimming with freshness. The 1990s saw him transform into a household name across Assam. Love songs, festive numbers, and devotional tracks—Zubeen handled them all with ease. He rarely repeated himself. For audiences, he was a new experience each time.
Unlike many artists who prefer the safety of one genre, Zubeen embraced variety. He sang in Assamese, Hindi, Bengali, Bodo, Karbi, Nepali, Tiwa, Tamil, and even Bhojpuri. His national breakthrough came in 2006 with the Bollywood song “Ya Ali” from Gangster. The track turned into a chartbuster, cementing his presence in the Indian music industry. Yet, even as his voice reached international listeners, he remained deeply rooted in Assamese culture, often saying that singing in his mother tongue gave him true meaning.
Zubeen’s creativity extended well beyond playback singing. He composed music, wrote lyrics, acted in Assamese films, and even ventured into filmmaking. To many, he symbolised the restless energy of a renaissance man, unwilling to confine himself within a single box. But what made him stand apart was his willingness to use art as a platform for conscience. In 2019, when the Citizenship Amendment Bill stirred turmoil across Assam, he wrote an open letter to the Chief Minister urging him to oppose the legislation. Later, he joined protest rallies, lending both his voice and presence to the movement. For thousands of young protesters, his involvement validated their anger and gave courage to continue. Earlier still, when insurgent outfits pressured performers to stop singing Hindi songs at Bihu events, Zubeen refused to bend. He insisted on celebrating multilingualism, asserting that no one had the right to police artistic freedom. Each such decision revealed the man behind the music: unafraid, uncompromising, and guided by a strong moral compass.
Fame rarely softened Zubeen’s edges. He was outspoken, sometimes controversial, but always honest. He spoke as he felt, sang as he believed, and lived as he wished. That authenticity drew people closer. Fans sensed that his stardom was never manufactured—it was simply an extension of who he was. To the public, he was never a distant celebrity locked behind stage lights. He was approachable, fallible, and human. This sense of accessibility created a bond rare in the world of entertainment. People saw in him not only an idol but also a reflection of themselves: flawed, emotional, but always striving to stay true.
Perhaps the best measure of Zubeen’s influence lies in how inseparable his music became from Assamese life. During Bihu, villages and cities alike pulsed with his festival songs. Students burning the midnight lamp found comfort in his softer tracks. Lovers exchanged his lyrics as tokens of affection. Even in protest marches, placards carried his words. His songs were more than entertainment; they became emotional anchors. For an entire generation, he was the sound of identity, resilience, and belonging. Through him, Assamese youth found pride that their language could reach far beyond their borders without losing its soul.
The reactions to his passing underscored the depth of his impact. Political leaders from all parties paid their respects, acknowledging that Assam had lost a son who carried its voice to the wider world. Fellow artists remembered his generosity and tireless work ethic. Above all, ordinary fans grieved as though a family member had been taken away. This grief is not only for a singer but for a conscience-keeper. Zubeen embodied the conviction that an artist should not merely entertain but also speak truth, defend culture, and inspire society. His career was proof that art and integrity need not exist apart.
Even though Zubeen Garg is no longer physically present, his songs remain etched in memory. They will continue to echo in headphones, street corners, and festival grounds for decades to come. His life offers lessons beyond music: the courage to resist pressure, the importance of staying grounded in culture, and the power of authenticity. In remembering him, one recognises that he was much more than an individual performer. He was a phenomenon—an elder brother, a cultural bridge, and, above all, a voice that helped his people articulate their dreams and their dissent. Epilogue: Beyond the Silence Today, Assam feels quieter without Zubeen da. Yet the silence is deceptive, for his music still reverberates across the state, filling the very spaces where he once stood. His voice will continue to be the soundtrack of festivals, classrooms, protests, and love stories. He was, as his admirers always said, the voice of a generation. By listening to his own conscience, Zubeen helped an entire people listen to theirs. That is the legacy that will outlast time.
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