Music

           The feeling of existence is what music is to me. It is such a powerful force that can explain things that can't be shown or said. If an image can say a thousand words i will say a sound can express many more. When you are listening to a song or composing something there are a lot of thoughts that run through one's mind. When I sit down and come up with a melody and then show it to my friend I often ask "What does this remind you of"? That's because I believe that every sound is related to some emotion or the other and that every sound can be perceived in multiple ways. 

             I was taught to play the guitar by a qualified musician for a couple of months when i was fourteen. I didn't really learn much practically in that time span but I remember being told to feel the music that i played. Over the years I have learned what it means and as time passes by I am able to discover how to express myself in different ways. Yes, music can be considered as a medium of communication. You often see musicians having jam sessions. What is that exactly? Well it's nothing more than a conversation! It may sound weird but it's true that's what it is. 

            Many people learn instruments just to show off or to impress someone. It kind of gets me riled up at times. I suppose it is but human nature to do so. The feel that you can express that I mentioned a little earlier can be easily understood if you play an instrument or have a trained ear. There are 12 notes in music in total. No matter what you do you just can't create a new note! So there will be millions of songs based on the same chord progressions yet have different themes and emotions. Stunning isn't it? The beauty of this field like every other field is that as we keep exploring it further you learn how much you have to learn.

Home sweet Home

You don’t have to fall yourself to know it hurts. Many people say that we can learn from others experiences but there are just something’s that can’t be learnt like that. Home is something that I have been away from for the past three years, and I have tried almost everything to keep myself from being homesick starting from going out with friends to spending a lot to keep myself happy. A pizza or an ice cream which would make you happy at home does not give you the same feeling when you eat it alone. .Well I guess I learnt one thing that money is not everything. Though I might have a lot of money now to keep myself entertained it just cannot keep me happy. The joy of going home and spending time with your loved ones is something very different and one that cannot be replaced by anything. At least till now I haven’t found anything. I suppose this is one of the things you just can’t learn from others experience.

A for...B for...C for Competition??

In this concealed,competitive,compulsive,cruel,cynical,coarse,contradicting,concrete world it is truly the survival of the fittest. The concept of considering life as happy and jocund is nothing short of a dream. That concept can be metaphorically related to that of a deer living happily amongst a pride of hungry lions. Dreams and aspirations of many converge and with the scarcity of resources to satisfy everybody there is a tug of war between the rich and the poor, the saucy and the shy. If you are thinking that I am being condescending then I say take a look around, and think again!

As time passes by the nature of competition is evolving to be more business-minded.A dream has to be backed by money and passion to make it a reality. Well people may say that money is not everything and also, say that money can't buy happiness.The crux is that most of the people who make such comments have got all the money that they need in the world.

Critiquing the modern education system has become a part and parcel of my life. Doing that really does not help me and does not change the way things work. Acceptance is something that most of us lack as it is the hardest possible thing in life. I have a lot of aspirations like having my own wiki page and being famous, achieving this may be a mammoth task. The problem is that we are not willing to strive that extra mile and risk our lives to achieve  our dreams. We are just satisfied with what we have and a normal life. I suppose that huge risk factor which people take is what is needed for most of us. If we look from the perspective of achieving dreams we may say that our family will not permit such heinous acts. I classify it like that as that's what out parents believe so,why else wouldn't they accept it.Something that is out of place and not generally accepted are outcasts if they don't succeed in what they pursue, and they say money is not everything. This one huge vicious cycle in which one sin leads to another. There is no point running away from it .It's much better to face it and deal with it.

Power??!!

As i walked down a street near my apartment i got lost in thoughts and i suddenly thought what exactly does this word power signify? Why are people so power hungry? At that moment a lot of thoughts stormed my mind. I wondered is having lots of money power or just having lots of contacts or are both interconnected? Am i powerful was the next question that arose followed by am i happy. It is kind of logical that is my train of thoughts as i have always grown up watching movies and serials with an idea that rich and powerful people are not always happy!
 
As i  though of all this the child inside me came with so many beautiful answers that brought a cheerful smile to my face. Being happy and powerful is definitely a very relative concept. For me being with family is enough but for some others it may not be so. I may believe that i have God on my side and hence i can conquer anything with that sort of power while on the other hand an atheist or even a believer in God may think otherwise.

Life has so many complex and relative ideas that have been simplified for our own convenience that it scares me once you think about it. Think about what these words like power or love mean and it might become easier to relate to what i am talking about!!

Transition

"We're moving, son"- A phrase i have heard too many times in my life. I just hated it as i had it as i had to make new friends,get acclimatised to the new weather. Well this time round it was just me moving out and i hated it even more. Just as i got to know people and started getting comfortable i had to move out. Wherever i was going to i went with nothing but hatred. It was like i did not have any space to make new friends or meet new people. I suppose i had reached a point of saturation.

After two full years i have realized that there is nothing much i can do about it and when i have to live here might as well live my heart out as if today was the last day of my life. I just loved the concept of living every moment of your life to the fullest. As i make space to be myself i realize that i have created new bonds back at home which i don't want to let go off. Life can be so very difficult at times. I suppose that most people would have faced similar situations where you want something from the bottom of your heart but yet that is the only thing that evades you. Its kind of weird in a way. Well I hope to live this year to the fullest and hope not to have the want to go back home soon. Breaking bonds is sometimes the answer to creating new ones. It is definitely easier said than done. I can say that with a great amount of confidence having gone through that.

Blessing in Disguise

Whatever I have done in life has always had it good and bad consequences. Let's take for example the fact that i chose to pursue comp sci engg. without even having an ounce of idea of what it has to do. I am not saying that other dept students have much of an idea but rather that most of the students have a computer knowledge base from before. That being said i have to say i am surely enjoying my life now, air-conditioned (cool fan breeze actually,still better off than most people) listening to my favorite bands and just whiling away my time. This surely is great fun,I think i am beginning to fall in love with this concept of complete freedom.
I now think of all the time that i have been whining that i am so far away from home and from the people i feel comfortable with. I know that this is kind of late to realize and fall into place but still like the famous saying goes its better late then never. Its kind of amazing as to how we humans are able to adapt to any environment that we are put in, I mean i never thought that i would survive in this place for such a long time given the fact that there are no malls or cinemas or any sort 'fun' places. I surely had given up hope of partying and all here. Ironically I finally see a ray of hope:D
Well had i done all this back at home i don't think i would quite got the chance to experience all of this.

Ideals

Often I wonder as to who made ‘proverbs’. I mean it’s not like they are facts. They are more like conclusions or morals from a few instances. Hence it is not necessary for it to applicable to all. I have always been attracted by proverbs and believed in them as if they were some of the foundations of my way of living.

Many a time when I have been down I have been inspired by some sayings and uplifted myself. Then again one should realize their own strengths and lead a path where they can succeed. Following someone’s ideals is not going to get you anywhere. The twist lies in the fact that it is very difficult to get a hold of one’s own strength. Today I was participating in an event for with a couple of my friends and we again missed the slot to go to the finals. I wouldn’t like to blame anyone for it. This was the third time I tried the event without managing to succeed. It is a rather trivial issue; yet, a compilation of these trivial things is what makes a man. Now If I were to follow any of the proverbs what it be, is what I ask myself. Should I motivate myself and carry on or realize that I am not really meant for it and continue. Just when I put forth this question to myself I realize that we humans are full of contradictions. On one hand we say that hard work and repetitive action of a certain thing always pays off, on the contrary we say that moving on to what your real strength is what is good for you rather than experimenting and wasting time on something that you are not good at. Most people may contradict this, but that’s their take on the issue.

The killer named Selfish

It has always amused me to see what all people do just to be in the limelight. I can talk about this as I really don’t give a damn about all these issues. I believe that if one is to get fame it is through what they actually are, through their passions. Right from the start I have been seeing people giving all sorts of incentives to others just in order to get at the top of the hierarchy, be it in a small club or in a country. People seldom remember that with fame comes responsibility which is one of the many words which humans fear in someway or the other.

Though I am now far away from home and supposedly enjoying my college life I still notice that there many people who are still trying to get the spotlight on themselves or on a larger view trying to make themselves profitable. Recently I happened to see the hindi movie namely ‘Swades’. In a particular scene in the movie they talk about how our Indian tradition and culture is so very rich and how the people are so much better than the westerners. To be more specific they claim that they uphold their tradition and culture. Sadly the so called ‘traditions’ have been tweaked every now and then according to our own needs. If we notice nowadays no one at least from the major metropolitans even has an idea about what their tradition talks about leave alone follow.

People are just so interested in getting their work done. They really don’t give a damn about others. I feel the fact that selfishness has always been the root cause to the downfall of any civilization. Though people talk about repairing all the damage that has been done like mass deforestations and pollution of the environment, it is just not possible. The fact is that damage caused is way too much and can only be repaired if we start afresh. I have a feeling that the apocalypse is not too far away. All the speculations of it occurring in 2012 and so on might happen see the ways things are occurring.

Bangalore,day 2

Sunday morning, 7:15a.m.: I wake up to the alarm of the guy sleeping next to me, Sayan. I met the previous day. He was Abhishek’s batch mate. I tried to turn off the alarm but I was unsuccessful as the screen was broken and I was not exactly at my best to guess which was the correct button. I dozed off again just to wake up to the alarm again in the next 5 minutes. This time it got on my nerves so I woke him up and told him to turn it off. After he did so I woke up as my sleep was disturbed.

I then woke up and saw shuvayu on his laptop in the bedroom. I walked there and heard some familiar sounding sounds. It was bleach, one of the most famous anime. He just like me was a big fan of it. I went and saw the screen, I was pretty lost so I decided to go on and roam about the house. I went to the kitchen to quench my thirst. After that I went back to bed. That is the same time that abhinav had to call me. He asked where I was. Since I was sleepy and was under the impression that I was going through an insane hangover I spoke to him in a rushed manner. I then took a short nap till about 9. I then called up my mother and spoke to her for a couple of minutes before I ran out of balance. Thankfully I asked my mother for getting me a recharge before I got disconnected. Anyways after that abhishek also got up and then we chatted for a while on random topics when I decided to take a walk around the area. I always like to see the location around where I lodge. I got out and then took a couple of pics of the place I stayed near and the neighborhood. I then strolled on to the main road where I bought my self a chocolate to regain some energy. After this I walked on thinking I knew the route back. It did not take me very long to realize that I was kind of lost. Thankfully I have decent navigation methods and I also took the pictures of the place I lived in. So seeing the image from time to time I went on and finally found the house. It was fun in a way though. I really pity the condition of Sanjay Singhania in Ghajini. The poor guy lived on images.

When I returned I told everybody what had happened. Everyone burst into laughter. By then sayan also woke up. Roshan and rohit were still asleep even though they were the first ones to go to sleep. Sayan then went out to for a walk to buy himself some eatables and all of us some delightful goodies. We then started talking about Anime such as Inuyasha ,bleach, death note and naruto. It was great fun talking about that after such a long time.

We were then lazing around till about 1 then we left for the majestic bus terminal. I abhishek and sayan left and shuv came to drop us off. He initially put us into the wrong bus but then he made us get off it a stop later and then get on to the proper bus later. We reached majestic in an hour and then I and abhishek left for brigade road in a Volvo. It was a fun journey going around in an unknown city. We then got off there and waked down brigade road and saw around the shops . Aratrika came and picked us up and took us to some Italian eating place to and we ordered lazagne with fresh lime. It was rather delicious.

After that abhishek left for palace grounds at around 4.30 and I roamed around brigade road till 5.30. I then walked all the way to shanty nagar bus stand from there. It took me about an hour. I took two stops in the middle there though in a couple of music stores. I tried out a few schecter guitars which I have been thinking about buying for a couple of months now. They were pretty good. After that I stood at the bus stand from 6.30. I went to big bazaar which was just beside the bus platform. I strolled there for 30 minutes at the most. I just realized I can’t shop for longer than that. God has really given women a lot of patience! Later I stood in the platform awaiting the bus for another 2 and a half hours! To my discomfort the bus was an hour and a half late.

banglore!day1...

the fun yet sudden idea to go to banglore was taken on wednesday..i was supposed to go to pondicherry to meet abhishek but then as they all planned to go to banglore for the bryan adams concert i also decided to go...till friday evening my plans were not fixed...i then decided that i would go to meet my cousin in the morning and then join my friends after lunch...so i did...i got my tickets for the return trip in the morning and then had a delicious and mouth watering omlet for breakfast..followed by some amazing chinese food..for once i loved the food and took second helping..the food was not that spicy...

Lets go a little back in the time line and see what happened in the morning...we got up at 6 at least i did...abhinav was freezing as he was sitting near the window...the bus was in a pathetic condition and there were some bugs on the seats which bit me through the night....anyways i had no idea where to go and abhinav acted as if he was a pro in the topography on the city...i told him that i had to go to vidyaranyapura...he told me to get off at coromandala that is the forum mall which is a famous landmark there...thank god i did not listen to him...later in the day when i saw the map of the city i was taken aback...vidyaranyapura was near the new airport which is almost at the apex of the city while coromandala was in the south..both these place were separated by 30 to 35 kms...thankfully my sister guided me and told me how to go about...wlse i was a goner...

Now again lets go back in time...you got imagine this like the movie vantage point...the morning at 6 abhishek called me and asked me where i was i was at that point of time 90 kilometers from the city...he had reached the outskirts of the city by then...shuv came to pick him up from there...anyways after going to my sisters place i got to see all of them at the ticket counter in palace grounds....ankur was as usual dressed like a noob wearing a hat and a poncho in the middle of the city...after that we lef tthe grounds and caught a bus to the majestic and then ate our food at the kfc...we ate some meals ...we all pooled in a hundred each i was given the veg...as always i was the one who had to compromise....that apart we had a great time ...we then caught a bus to rajarajeshwari nnagar which was shuvs place...we did not get a volvo to his place so we tool a normal bus and went....it was an ardous journey....we were all listening to music so we did not realise the time pass by that fast...we then reached the place ...shuvs house was like heaven after living in the hostel...we then unloaded our goods...freshened up and began to have an amazing time...we spoke about a llot of stuff....we were waiting though for about an hour and a half for ankur to convince his parents to let him spend some time with us...the fun part cant be explained or written down in words....thats was about it for the day 1....

Midnight Talks

Am now in mega hostel in hari's room and we have almost managed to finish our SRS. yes,burning the midnight oil it is...today was as usual busy and fun...girish just went back home to get himself back to normal..all of us went down to drop him off in the car where his mom was waiting for him...I and subu were having an amazing chat now..mostly containing mostly a lot of trash talk..Still once your this tired its kind of nice....all of us in the room now feel kinda nerdy as we are all stuck on to our laptops and are all working on the projects..i though have finished my part and am giving guidelines to proceed...:)

its almost one and hari is whining about his toe nail, it is in a pathetic condition actually ,hanging on a thread to the base of the nail..he will be going home tomorrow to get that fixed..even now as i type subu continues his trash talk. its funny at times when he cracks the jokes...its one of those times when people land up confessing their love lives and all...hence i have to hear to more whining ...people just are not happy with what they have...we just want something better than what we have at all times ...even if the better is out of our reach we still strive for it and waste what is available thereby squandering the available time...i am beginning to like this blogging actually...its fun in its own way though many people are gonna try to kill me when they read this article...even now i am being threatened to be beaten up a hanger which has already been broken into several pieces..

Crisis at Neruppu core

its definitely something that was not expected. when the first incident occured i laughed, we laughed. the fall was just too much...after getting a huge hype from all of us he took a 30 step or more run up just to fall...for the next one though i was not present ....but it seems to be way way worse than captain's..
With all these incidents i think the team wont be running for a few days now...plus one of the major and key players is planning to take a vacation for the weekend and let the younger and more inexperienced players play...yep referring to myself..:)
till next time take care my team mates

hostel life 101

Jobless and excess boredom made my thoughts run wild. Hence I came up with the idea to start another blog. I woke up a 12 today and felt like a free man allowed to-do whatever I wished to-the true essence of hostel life. I wonder at times as to when I enjoy my life the most. The answer comes to my mind without having to think at all..its during the exams..not that I enjoy the exams, rather it’s the random fun I manage during this time. Feels good when you realize that you are not the only one trying to do everything other than study during that point of time. People watching movies, sitcoms ,playing fifa tournaments, cricket and football on the corridor and near the cooler .

This week was more fun than the usual as kuttan’s trip was taken the most. Maybe I should clarify that last statement -Kuttan’s trip was taken excessively regarding all issues. Sitting on my desk now listening to some nirvana I wait for jai to bring his new bed without having any knowledge that its not going to stay new for very long as we plan to jump on it as it arrives. Now that life is back to the boring square one I often take a stroll down my corridor to notice girish stuck to his fm ’11, bhuvi hooked on to solitaire, santhosh adding on to his graffiti, ashwin surprisingly in hostel, rajki playing fifa ’11 and kuttan trying to clean his fungus ridden guitar.