My true nature

At times, I just find myself disinterested in the events around me. As if, it doesn't even matter what the world cares about. It doesn't matter how it affects my own life. I just want to be elsewhere. Doing something better.

Maybe just read a book. Or watch a movie. Or pass my time on the internet. Or just sleep.

Have a heart-to-heart chat with a friend. Watch the rain, sipping hot cup of tea, listening to the pitter-patter drum-roll music. Hum a melody. Sing-along to a slow, soothing rhythm.

Maybe, have a philosophical debate about things that are on a higher strata of existence. Or just brood over the intellectual scarcity in the world, in general.

Or just sit and write down my thoughts. Like I am doing now.


Today seems to be a day when my mind refuses to come down to the practical, everyday level of thought. It wants to wander into the ethereal. Wonder about Universal Truth. Dream about what could have been......
Plan for an ideal life...!

I want to focus on a future where I am not tied down to mediocrity. Where I have the freedom to live as per my own terms. Where I could rise above the mundane.
A time when there would be no worry about "bread-and-butter." When I would be free to make decisions for things that matter to me.

Where there would be no need to tolerate gossips, work politics, family mind-games, trivialities and banalities that form the crux of most human lives

To see a day when I would be completely rid of all ridiculous bonds. Living a fuller, more meaningful life. Where I wouldn't be forced to stoke empty egos and indulge in futile diplomacy. To speak my mind and walk away when I want to.

Freedom to breathe fresh air. Move away from the air-conditioned confines of a corporate desk-job.

Freedom from unnecessary complications.
Freedom to choose.

Just be.
Myself.

Free.

Music is Magic

Music.

Sometimes, it tip toes through the daisies, whooshes like a wing, scurries away like a bunny. Like mild night sounds, helping you relax and go in a deep sleep.

At times, it is a soft breeze on the face, waking you like the mild warmth of the morning Sun. Slowly spreading over the entire being. Touching the Soul. Full of a new day's hope.

Music that lifts you and makes you soar into the clouds. Creates a land of make believe. Full of positive thoughts, assurance of success. Lifts your spirits and makes you go out there and go behind all those dreams. Make them come true.

It bounces your feet up and down in a celestial dance. When mind, body, soul are united in rhythm. No reason, no occasion, no celebration. Just the pure joy of being alive and the happiness of the melody.

The raga and taal of Indian classical. The crescendo of an orchestral harmony. The soothing melody of a ghazal. The eccentricity and pure rebellion of electronic dance.

Music. Food for the Soul.
Wings for the Mind.
Therapy. Healing. Joy.

Kaleidoscope of memories. Rainbow of dreams. Bridge between hearts. Music is the Magic that lives on.

Annoyed

Call me old fashioned.

I belong to the school of thought, which respects people who have made great contributions to building a Nation. And continue to respect them after their death, too.

The internet invasion, though, has spawned a new breed of humans called "arm-chair experts". They get all their so-called information from search engines and conspiracy theories. Worst part is, their articles get paid just for a click. So, they just need to give it a really eye-catching title (controversial opinions are most welcome) and people are bound to click it. Even if you find out that the article itself is just propaganda and choose not to share it, the writer still earns from it. Just because it got a click! Someone read it.

So, now there is a spate of these on social networking, internet and on sundry search engines. A plane goes missing, open the most popular search engine, hunt down a few rubbish theories, make your own consolidated article, publish. And voila! Traffic!

Somebody who was well respected all over the world, made such precious contributions to a country, put in tremendous efforts towards education and earned love and respect everywhere. He suddenly dies. The world mourns. But the internet experts dig out crap and post-humously try to defame this leader. Where were you when he was alive and well? If your research is so accurate, why didn't you file a PIL? Why write defaming rubbish after they are dead?

On one hand we have these who tear apart a beautiful life and recreate a macabre picture in front of the world. On the other, we have common people like you and me, making a "hero" out of a convicted terrorist!

What the f*** is wrong with this generation?

When did we become so self-obsessed, selfish and unconcerned? The general apathy is disgusting. Nobody cares. All everyone around us is concerned about is their own life.

My house, my family, my monthly budget, my interests, my likes, my dislikes!

How about - my city, my country, my government, the scams done by my country's citizens, the lack of awareness in my life, my tax payments misused and abused all the time!

When will we become more aware? There are rampant crimes happening in broad daylight! And what do we get busy with?
Moral policing, ban on stupid things, judging people by their clothes, their background, their education, their class and caste and skin colour!

Our politicians don't remember a person for what he did in his life. After his death, they denounce him from his religion because he read religious books of others. They don't have respect for a woman who made her way into the parliament by sheer hard work and her wonderful capabilities. They first attack her qualification and when that doesn't work, they call her a waitress.

The Prime Minister of our country comes from a humble background. Did that stop him from reaching where he is today?

Now my concern is you guys who are reading this. What do you really care about? Don't you care about your surroundings? These events are happening right around you? How can you not care? How can you let people get away with bullshit! Stop sharing rubbish. Be aware. Be responsible.

Don't become part of the negativity. We already have too much of it. Spread awareness, spread truth, spread happiness. Be a better person. It doesn't really take much effort.