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Realisations of a netted mind...

23 Mar

Reblogged from Here, there and everywhere...:

Disclaimer : I'm too lazy to pick up my laptop...so i'm doing this over by phone...don't squeal if there's some bad spellings in here...

Its way past midnight...i'm beginning to have a strange feeling that the creative part of my brain only works @ this time...atleast creative is what i feel...weird first time i felt i could be creative...i wonder how would life have been without the "Internet"...not to forget i wouldn't have met my better half if it wasn't for the internet,,,the first time we text messaged each other was because of some code that needed to be generated for a lab simulation software...that day we didn't speak much...but the next day on i was constantly hammering away at my phone texting her...those were such memorable times...just waiting to get a message saying how you miss each other...how are you...even a good morning...i'm glad i found her :)...

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Haiku #1

17 Mar

sun shines,
all is revealed.
in darkness,
it all remains.

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The journey – Life…

15 Feb

In the end it’s the journey that matters, not the destination; been said extensively, indulged in much lesser but.

The same is with life too. Irrespective of genealogy, principles and multitudes of baggage that individualizes us, our voyage of life is bound by a common purpose, death. Death doesn’t seem to be the end of it all; rather it serves as a reference point in this journey, as does life.

In this voyage we experience joys, experience sorrow, we fall, dust ourselves off and get up – make new beginnings, make new ends. More often than not we learn what really makes us, who we really are. This journey would be the Godfather of every other one that we’ve taken.

This journey has an exception though, one that none other will posses. Every part of the journey will be travelled only once and when such be the journey, not an instant of it be ignored.

Mobile OS – A ‘Real’-ity Check!

31 May

These mobile OS’es are so much like the stuff they’re named after.

Microsoft Mango: They look good and smell good; eat a lot and your insides will hang.

Android OS: Are like treats they’re named after; less is good too much bores you.

“Black”berry: They were good, very good; but now are in the dark about almost everything; they’re training Mysore police now!

Apple iOS: Just like what an Apple does; once in it constipates and stays there preventing you from looking at everything else!

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Parents are the lucky ones!

28 May

And when I previously blogged about my daughter I was told that she would be the lucky one to have me and Sowmya as parents…kept me pondering for a while about this, then as always the case with me *bulb glows in my head* “WE ARE THE LUCKY ONES!!!” and the reigning logic behind this? We are free to choose so many things in our life, our jobs, our friends, our love, our career, our priorities and an unending list of whatever the human ego may think of conquering; but you can never choose the children you want to have! They choose you is what I’ve begun to believe…and so it shall be…always…we are blessed to have Amritha around! (-:

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2 Years of Daddy-ism!! (-:

24 Apr

2:47 PM, May 7th, 2010…tensed emotions…slowly the door opens, the doctor calls for the first time – “The Father” and I’m already breaking down…the nurse holds her up and the doctor says – “You have a girl…” The first thing I do holding back my emotions, I say the Almighty’s name in her ears…blessing her and feeling blessed…she is kicking about, feeling uncomfortable, losing the warmth of the embryo…Amritha! Amritha! I keep saying to myself…rush to my wife; she is still under anaesthetic effects, grip her hands…words don’t escape us, but we understand each other perfectly well; a kiss on her forehead, and the gynaecologist chases me out…spend a few very joyous moments with my brother and father…secretly we know amma has returned!! I’m rushing behind the nurse with my daughter who gives her a wash, puts a small tag on her hand with “B/O Sowmya”…my wait extends a bit longer as she carries the baby to the ward where her mother is waiting…then a moment everyone waits for…Amritha is handed over to me…it doesn’t matter if you’ve held a baby or not your entire life, at that moment you will; like a pre-programmed mechanism you will gently nurse the baby in your arms…and secretly a tear escapes me…

This entire sequence of events I have been closing my eyes and playing everyday since that wonderful day; just so that I don’t forget the amazing feeling of becoming a father…such powerful, strong emotions…even now as I blog about it…every father will know and connect to this…if I could freeze time that one moment when the doctor said – “The father”, and I see Amritha!!! These are the moments, events that make up life…give meaning to everything that you’ve put into life, a purpose to everything that you’ve put into life…

Amritha will be two years old in a short time from now; time puts forth its very fundamental lesson – “I don’t wait for anyone or anything”

I try to keep reminding myself of the times when the nappies were changed at night, of the cries, of the first times she experienced everything – of her first winter, of her first summer, of her first fall, of her first syllables, her first laughs, of her first smiles, her first steps…her first attempts at calling me “Appa” and Sowmya, “Amma”…every moment has been a magical one…Babies, children always manage to do that…with all their innocence and unconditional love, they make you feel blessed…

Now she speaks fluently, conveys things, has her perspective of things, leaves me surprised at times with the things she does and sometimes doesn’t…she’ll suddenly come running hold both my legs, hug me tight…asks me to carry her and hugs me tight and says Appa, pats me on the cheeks and smiles…sometimes there’s a wave of emotions gushing down…” so much love?”, i ask myself…there just needs to be a fraction of this love in all of us, the world will be a much better place…

There are over a thousand photos of her, a sizeable amount of video footage and a few audio clips…what is missing is an emotion recorded…where I can record mine and show them to Amritha…how lucky me and Sowmya are to have we…God bless Amritha, God bless all…

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random thoughts

22 Apr

Cloudy morning after many sunny, hot ones…cloudy thoughts…a cup of tea to try and clear them up…

Quintessential thoughts run up my mind:

  • why “sleep”?
  • is “sleep” the real sleep, or is being awake the real “sleep”?
  • does “sleep” as in dictionary terms merely refer to a physical state? what about the state of the mind? while we awake, we still are asleep to the million unforgiving things happening around us…

Some primal questions we have failed to understand; then another though streams by – channel surfing and watching the “2012″ movie for a few minutes; cannot help but wonder when there are such primal things which we have not been able to unravel, we try to fathom the end of world, the universe. Civilizations that have predicted this to be so have not been able to foresee the downfall of their own civilizations…yet we try to reason why things will happen as we think them to be…

Yet another thought channels by, why struggle to create order around us? Why fight to bring things under control? We humans are, but an arrogant subset of species trying to bring about an order to everything we put our minds to, while within ourselves we wage a war against the many myriad of emotions – of wants, of desires, of love and of hate; yet we ignorantly go about trying to bring entropy outside of us…how long will this last? just like the Zen master’s tea-cup story - how long can you keep pouring tea into a cup without drinking from it and still expect the table to be clean? all this over a cup of tea…

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The Dewarists – Episode 1 – Minds Without Fear: Imogen Heap feat. Vishal and Shekar

27 Nov

Oh yes! When you throw in a mix of Rabindra’da, the Deserts of Rajasthan, the poignant Samode Palace, the soul stirring Imogen Heap and the Dhols of the illustrious music duo of Vishal and Shekar, your Mind will be without fear…an impatient wait from last year when the word about The Dewarists was doing rounds, little was left to my imagination that it would turn out to be such a musical feast. With the first episode out, sadly caught only on Youtube, the end left me in a state of musical trance of “Naseebaa”. With Imogen Heap crooning “Tham ja, Mudh ja Naseeba”, leaving a chilling effect on you giving you goosebumps.

The track as mentioned by Vishal, clearly draws inspiration from Rabindrada’s “Where The Mind Is Without Fear“. The poem in a particular verse references to a desert – “Into the dreary desert sand of dead habit”. This scores a bulls eye for the track being recorded in the same. No place better than our own backyard – The Thar. Wave upon wave of endless sand, the elegiac Samode Palace bearing witness to a conjuring by some of the best musical talent there is. The eclectic mix is a testament to the age-old aphorism “Music knows no boundaries”.

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Clearly from the word go, the track begins with the plucking of a stringed instrument and takes us to wonderland when “Naseeba” plays out. The multi layered percussion Dhin Dhin Tak sequence has been created using traditional music instruments and who would guess the Ghungroo which is like icing on the cake. All this keeping western instruments at bay. Such is the enthralling power of folk music; we need to give back to it every single dime!

Imogen’s voice gives it an other-worldly dimension and with the mix of Hindi thrown in the track is alluring. There is a pause coming in at 2:37 and that is probably the highlight of the track; keeping the hair at the back of your neck standing, not knowing what to expect and then again you are taken out of this world and given a taste of the divine. The hypnotic Jhi Jhi Re, Jhi Jhi Re chant does only but better the track.

The passion that has gone into creating this euphonious piece is evident in all aspects ranging from getting the sounds of instruments to Imogen belting out tunes in Hindi to the technical aspects like production, mixing and delivering the final art form. More than a track this heady mix of Imogen, Vishal, Shekar and Papular Band can be an event that will stand witness to the strong cultural roots of music that has prevailed in our folk art form.

For a long time to come Minds Without Fear, you will be on repeat mode in my playlist! (-:

Here it is…

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