MUSIC

can you imagine life without music? hell no! oh i am not talking about the sweet melody that birds and animals supposedly make. but if music means that to you well then.. each one to his own.

whether it be metal, the blues, country, gazhals(yuck) or any other genre music is the FEEL GOOD factor. okay maybe not always. sometimes it leads one to the depth of depression(but never in the clutch of death other than in the case of Cobain) and sometimes it gives you the zest for life.
may it be tom petty rolling another joint or axel rose jumping about on stage in his underwear and screaming himself hoarse i experience 'the music high'.
(please note- rakhi nymphomaniac savant posing as superbimbo,moving to a tune and pretending to save the world doesn't count.)

so my first vote of worship goes to the beatles. all hail the pioneers of rock! and i would also like to thank(i hope this doesn't sound like a speech learnt by rote)Iron maiden amongst others who don't only dwell on sick love songs but bring to our attention things of national importance(not always maybe),things that make sense and should matter.then ofcourse there's the band(read man) who sold the world- metallica!when there's this then nothing else matters...

i believe music will lead to moksha. this doesn't apply to those of you who wank off to britney's pears. all you're going to get out of that is a head shave and rehab. and oh her promiscuousness!

music is culture.music is religion. music bares the soul.
there's not one year that goes by that i don't thank the aryans and their composition of our sam veda- this is where us indians got our first taste of music from. i'd be lying if i told you i've heard parts of it.

so our nation has now entered the age of commercial music. the great leap they say! aerosmith. maiden. pink floyd. bryan adams.they've all made their statements here(no pun intended)
heck parikrama and some shillong band are even aired on vh1! there might be a few more indian bands out there that i don't know of. and they're all here for a cause. THE cause.

so three cheers and a few bottoms up for muzika and all us music enthusiasts!

"heal the world.
make it a better place
for you and for me
and the entire human race."

FOREVER?

happiness is temporary
but so am i,
there is no forever
because even forever will die.

God

I met god yesterday. He told me he doesn't exist.

you die i laugh?

Tragedy is when I cut my finger.
Comedy is when you walk into an open sewer and die.


Mel Brooks

A SAD FREEDOM - Nazim Hikmet

You sell the care of your eyes, the sight of your hands
You knead the dough of all earthly goods
Without ever tasting a single bite.
With your great freedom you slave for others
With the freedom of turning into Croesus
Those who make your mother weep
You are free.

From the moment you are born they climb on your head
Their lie-mills grind endlessly throughout your life
With your great freedom, your finger pressed to your temple, you think
With the freedom of conscience
You are free.

Your hanging head seems severed from your neck
Your arms are dropping at your sides
With your great freedom you roam around
With the freedom of the jobless
You are free.

You love your country as your dearest friend
Some day they sell it, perhaps to America,
And you too, with your great freedom.
With the freedom of becoming an air base
You are free.

Wall Street grabs at your throat - their hands be cursed -
Some day they send you to Korea perhaps.
With your great freedom you fill a grave...
With the freedom of becoming the unknown soldier
You are free.

I must live, not as a mere tool, a number, a means,
I must live like a man, you say
With your great freedom they fasten your handcuffs
With the freedom to be jeered, to be jailed, or even to be hanged
You are free

No iron curtain, no wooden curtain, no lace curtain in your life
No need for you to choose freedom
You are free.

This freedom is a sad thing under the stars.

True!

DOUBT EVERYTHING

-Karl marx

THE BRIDGE

The bridge in the cantonement area between mel's house and ann's place is the perfect place to be. it's better known as only 'the bridge' by it's frequent visitors.not so frequent anymore.it's a seemingly hidden passage that leads to.. nowhere?? i never bothered finding out what lies at the other side. the way to the bridge used to be camouflaged with shrubs,bushes and thorns(always a pain) and if you're not looking for it chances are that you won't find it. but once you do,you'll think you're blind or just plain stupid for not spotting it on your own right away(that goes for me atleast)

Steep rickety steps lead to the start of the bridge and from there it's pretty easy to find my spot,bang in the centre just above the flowing sabarmati.sit still and dangle your feet in the empty space beneath.

There might be a million stories to be told about it but only a handful intertwine with my existence.many have lost their 'chappals' to the river.some friends their credit cards and other important(always important) documents and a few,their girlfriends.oh did i mention sushant almost got pulled into the quicksand around the bridge? it's an ideal place to fulfill your romantic notions-the beggining of the end or the end of the beginning.

But for me,it was none of these. just somewhere where i can retire for a while if i got lucky because it's pretty isolated out there.i learnt. i learnt that moss,rain water and unreliable footwear is a highly dangerous combination!i've fallen but fortunately never in the river.i realized that hitting my head on the rocks below definitely wouldn't be the best way to die.and also that sitting on the edge,wedged between the pillars can't kill you but a gentle shove can!

So, above the river Sabarmati i sat and didn't weep.and i don't mean to pull a paulo coelho!

Now,the entrance to the bridge has been cleared.no more is it hidden by wild bushes and all so the place has lost a little bit of it's appeal already.no more do i feel the magic of the place-the water, the stars, the sun and me.the bridge is a faint memory becoming fainter.and one fine day i guess it will entirely fade away.sigh..is it really true that good things end so better can begin?

one step at a time

one step at a time
only to find you've stepped on a mine!
bits and pieces blown away
i told you so! you'll have to pay.

waking up with a scream
was that a nightmare? or just a dream?
sweat beads rolling down my face
of familiarity,not a trace.

i don't know what i seek
but i do know that i'm not too weak.
condemn me as your thoughts shall lead!
my inner sanctum,on that you tread.

chocalate,chips,hors d'oeuvres
am i winning a losing war?
the rage within will subside
behind the walls,till then i hide.

if you play life like a game
you won't need anyone to blame.
the plastic life,the platinum might
don't waste your time
it's waay too trite!