Elixir of life. Omnipresent. It is something which is a part of a person's daily life. A person's daily routine. A person's life in totality. WTF. I mentioned it already! (Read as elixir :\)
I'm blank. Ok wait. Ok. No wait. Fuck. WTF. Whatever. Music, as we were talking about, is not about a person sitting behind the microphone, a long haired long bearded guitarist tearing apart his axe or a drummer beating the hell out of the skin and brass in front of him. Music is something which is present everywhere. From the rustling of leaves in the morning to the chirping of birds, from the funny sound of a DTC bus engine and its breaks to the screeching of a metro train. Its just that we need to recognize it. The sound of nature, the sound of man. The sound of everything we come across. That is music.
Just combine. Just recollect. Just reconcile what you hear. Because its in you. Flowing through you. Why? Because you are accustomed to hearing it every morning, waking up to it, Walking into it, Sleeping into it, sweating over it. Its everywhere. Its not what your iTunes, WMP, Winamp or whatever crackhead player you have.
Ok what I meant with the shit I wrote is that we don't listen to music, we live music. We don't hear it, we live in it, step on it, play with it, dance to it, eat it and God knows whatsoever.
What you hear is music, which you hear to pass your time, music you hear to divert your attention, to help you relax. That is a part of music. Not music.
Justification: If we don't live music, how do you think a Deaf and mute person like Beethoven could create what they say the best music ever? Just imagine. Close your ears tight. Try and make music. What comes to your mind? Try not to concentrate. Relax. hear it. You'll hear the sound of the bus you travel on, the dog's bark you love, the squeak of the squirrel, the treadmill you run on. That is what comes.
WHY?
Because music is a part of what you live. Its a part of what you are. Its a part of what you want to be. Its a part of what you are everyday. Its a part of your life. :)
What songs you listen to, don't decide what you are. The life you listen to, decides what music you love. Never judge people on what they listen. Judge people by what they live. Because thats what real music is about!
On that note. Listen to whatever you love. Whatever you like, whatever you come across. Its a part of you. Its inside you. Let the music come out and flow through you. :)
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Different strokes
Anarchy. Total anarchy, confusion, total confusion. This is what is going on in our nation today. I don't think in the faintest of my memories there has been a week, or a day even which the government has not spent fucking their brains about how to tackle it! If something gets better, there's something waiting to get worse!
My sympathies.
We are a country with diversity in everything. In problems as well. From price rise to queer rights, from rains to droughts, from various epidemics to the terrorism epidemic. Problems have bitten our nation by the sharpest of its teeth. RAWR! :D
And by being just a normal citizen, curbed from rising, curbed from freedom of standing up for what you want. We finally turn to the job which is the least demanding and requires the least amount of pain to express what we have deep within. The sudden urge to be a responsible citizen, the pale of water to quench our thirsts of satisfaction. yes. Satisfying our poor selves. That is what we do. We write, we criticize, we blame, point fingers, WHY? Just to satisfy ourselves and our short lasting sense of Indian-ness and responsible citizenship.
Poseurs. :D
Its the same story everywhere. The most frustrated one is the most acclaimed one. Like I'm going to be(HA!). R.I.P.
Its a time where the motives are driven by satisfaction and not by need. A time driven by consumerism. We work till we are satisfied with what we do. The day we are satisfied, we are done with. We don't see the need, or the motive behind. Its just our own. Very own self-satisfaction. But the point we always forget is that satisfaction is never the same as need. We always end up, under-working or over-working. And that too directed towards our motive. Not towards the motive of working.
Wrong approach. Anyway. Who am I to tell. I'm just another frustrated preacher; isn't. Yea right. But its just human nature. I do the same. Work for my satisfaction. Not work for my need. Because I know I'll end up writing this, because it satisfies me. Whether it is needed or not.
Moral of the story: Nothing. Its just an insight. Nothing new. Nothing different.
My sympathies.
We are a country with diversity in everything. In problems as well. From price rise to queer rights, from rains to droughts, from various epidemics to the terrorism epidemic. Problems have bitten our nation by the sharpest of its teeth. RAWR! :D
And by being just a normal citizen, curbed from rising, curbed from freedom of standing up for what you want. We finally turn to the job which is the least demanding and requires the least amount of pain to express what we have deep within. The sudden urge to be a responsible citizen, the pale of water to quench our thirsts of satisfaction. yes. Satisfying our poor selves. That is what we do. We write, we criticize, we blame, point fingers, WHY? Just to satisfy ourselves and our short lasting sense of Indian-ness and responsible citizenship.
Poseurs. :D
Its the same story everywhere. The most frustrated one is the most acclaimed one. Like I'm going to be(HA!). R.I.P.
Its a time where the motives are driven by satisfaction and not by need. A time driven by consumerism. We work till we are satisfied with what we do. The day we are satisfied, we are done with. We don't see the need, or the motive behind. Its just our own. Very own self-satisfaction. But the point we always forget is that satisfaction is never the same as need. We always end up, under-working or over-working. And that too directed towards our motive. Not towards the motive of working.
Wrong approach. Anyway. Who am I to tell. I'm just another frustrated preacher; isn't. Yea right. But its just human nature. I do the same. Work for my satisfaction. Not work for my need. Because I know I'll end up writing this, because it satisfies me. Whether it is needed or not.
Moral of the story: Nothing. Its just an insight. Nothing new. Nothing different.
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