Sunday, November 4, 2007

The Mind Wanders and it forms Thoughts..Sometimes incomprehensible.

Choose to believe.. Or choose not to. May be this is my insanity, my very personal one that is driving me to do all these. May be… just may be…. It all comes down to the size of that little bit on iniquitous corner that complacently resides in all of our hearts. May be in mine it occupies a far bigger corner than I give it credit for. May be even as I speak, every moment it creeps and crawls like an invidious cancer, taking over my heart. Taking control of my actions and words, and even my thoughts. As I feel I drift farther and farther away from the ubiquitous presence that is supposed to watch over us all, the darkness falls, like rain… Reaching everywhere.. Seeping, flowing, oozing through.. The dark waters reach everywhere, making everything sodden. The cold chill that follows, as I walk.. The unfaltering companion of rain, the gale blows as if to remind you that you are wet. Sending cold chills up and down the spine..


There is noting like the smell of earth after a good rain. Nothing as invigorating, nothing as powerful exists. The holy Bible says man was made from Mud; from the earth. We have a sort of link with that earth, that supposedly gave birth to us. The two legged walk of man is the most notable of our superiority amongst, they say. But we just got farther and farther away from the earth, from the land that supports us in everyway. We stood up, and looked straight ahead. Never bothering to lookdown and feel that there is the earth, below our feet, keeping us up. We just couldn’t bear to look down, we couldn’t handle or digest the humility, that it takes to look down and relies that we aren’t all that powerful. There is this joke I read somewhere, about a conversation between ,man and God..
Man : god, we don’t need you anymore in this world.
God: Ohh…
Man : yeah, now through science we have done everything that you have done.
We can even create life from soil like u did.
God : Oh.. really .. show me
Man bends down and begins to make a man out of the Mud
God : Whooa… hold it.. Get Your own Mud…..

That is how thing s are really.. we never release how much of that we have and take for granted are gifts from God. We are proud of our visages , our brawn, our intellect , our skills and talents, and what not. But I don’t know if anyone ever stops to think that these were God given, and we should appreciate that something, rather than just take undue credit for things.

Thursday, November 1, 2007

Calvin ( Hobbes actually ) on Life.

The truest thing i've seen in a long time
May be you find it hard to digest,
but teh sooner you learn to accept this the better.

I'm stil trying and paying to price for groping about in the dark to grab a handful of mist.






(Click On image to enlarge... I know u cant read it.... )

Wednesday, October 3, 2007

Read and see...

Music is one of the most enigmatic among all of man's creations. Without music the world will become a more morose place to exist in. Musicians that create the music are timeless, if the music that they create has enough worth. The real test of a musician is the test of time, where he is juxtaposed with contemporary popular artists, and if he emerges unscathed, and his music un assuaged, he can be proclaimed a truly great musician.

The music that most of the musicians create is mostly, tailor made to suit the popular demand that prevails in a particular time, ad generation. When he creates the music to suit the taste of the immediate patrons, and not for creating music itself, then those compositions may end up popular for the week, month or may be the year, but if it lacks the soul that is characteristic of real quality music, it fails to leave a mark in the listeners heart. The worth of a musician is inseparable from the music he creates and as long as the music has no universal appeal the fame of the musician will be short-lived and his renown restricted by the boundaries of time and culture.

Once a musician produces one or two popular, and at times quality music, he becomes famous and his works from that point of time will be in demand just because of his popularity, fame and previous success. People will automatically expect good works from him and he continues to ride his wave of glory till the culture and fashion makes way for a newer and more popular genre of music. IN that new wave the musician is forgotten and a new one is raised to the pedestal. So, the real worth of a musician cannot be accurately assed during the time in which he is famous and his fame gives an impressive facade to his music, which may even mask it's true worth.

Musicians that create music that transcends the boundaries, both geographical and chronological, are the ones who are proclaimed are the real musicians and their talent is universally accepted. These acceptance doses not come in a short span of weeks or months or years, but it is earned during generations. The likes of Mozart or Beethoven, were not merely popular for their period of existence. They were popular then, and they are popular now. That shows how the real quality of those compositions were appreciated, and the real worth of the musicians were applauded, at their time, as well as in ours. Even if we ask the opinion of a culture that enjoys rap or hip hop now, they will be reluctant to abate the quality of those musicians. May be they prefer their kind of music, but the worth and talent that those timeless musicians radiated are still acknowledged and appreciated. That is the real test that the talent of a musician has to undergo, the test of time. If the music he produced was of true quality and the talent that he showed had infallible mettle, then he will stand the test of time, and no matter what many years has passed since his time, and music have passed, eth music that he made an the talent that he had will be appreciated, by all generations that come after his time.

The musicians that stood this test are rare and few, but those who did, those who averred the worth of their talent and the soul of their music, through the generations that came after their time, will be appreciated with their true worth, unbiased by their fame or popularity. And this honest assessment should be what all musicians should be dreaming of, passing the test of time.






In case you are still wonderin what this is all about.... this was an essay i wrote.. I thought it was good..
The topic was
"The Real talents of a popular musician cannot accurately be assessed until the musician has been dead for several generations, so that his or her fame doesn’t interfere with honest assessment. "