Theory of unconscious association which seemed vague during Psychology lectures in college, seem to make sense now...and this I realised while driving my car and listening to Music...
many times, a certain song, reminds me of a person , an incident or an emotion...Different genres of Music can manage to stir, within me ,different feelings...Only toady, i was feeling down n lost n after listening to some blabber on the radio, i slipped in a CD that played a mix of dark n morning trance....It reminded me of my friend Nikunj and my thoughts drifted to those mindless dance sessions and private parties, where we danced with no specific steps for hours together...
The beats of the morning and euro trance seem like a lullaby...it actually lulls me and slows the speed of my thoughts and gives me some peace while letting my extra active analytical side, rest... N then when the progression happens to Dark and then to Psychedelic, i can sense a spread of extreme energy and feel some blood rush... i remember the time when, without any chemicals, or drugs i would jump and keep jumping till i am tired.... Once a 5 year old child made me realise that music and the energy it transmits, is innate within us... This child and me were home alone when i turned on the music system and played the artist Astrix. we started to dance and she jumped and swinged and laughed so freely. I could feel her delight through her eyes that were shining with joy and telling me" Bua , dont just stand, dance na". and we both started to dance..She reminded me of the Ravers i had danced with..her head swinging left to right, every 5th second she jumped , waving her arms in the air...thumpoing her feet and walking back and forth inventing her own new dance steps....sheer celebration of life..... N i felt astonished that junkies take artifical substances to induce this state of oblivion and innocence ,which we are anyway born with....
Even while i listen to sissy romantic songs, i have random associations... This song from Yalgaar " Aakhir tumhe aana hai..." reminds me of B2B nights and Atul dancing with a big smile and innocent steps which only he can do.... "Girls just wanna have fun" by Cindy Lauper reminds me of my mother who would put this on while i was 3 or 4 years old and swing to it in her black night gown, when only me n her would be home...."Lady" reminds me of that Feburary night at Nahargarh, hill top, brezze ruffling our hair, and we all were so drunk that we were laughing at the fact that we dint know how we would drive down from the hilly track...."Bang-Bang" by Rammstein reminds me of the head banging session , where i was lying on the couch and felt that i am swinging in the air and the drums of this hard rock song, are pumping energy gushes into my system...
All these associations bring a silent smile on my face ..reminds me of the zest inside me to let loose, enjoy, celebrate..... Music teaches me, through all its beats and moods tht life is a celebration and the top most thing in my wish list is to do all i can to enjoy it , celebrate it and laugh aloud and laugh more and jump and smile and dance.... La la la.....
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Even I am a Pseudo !!!
So finally festival time is here...N everyone seems upbeat n enthusiastic about the same.... N i think they r all pseudo... pretended to be so happy about festivities n cribbing because the work in the kitchen increases... Praying to Goddess Laxmi n not even remembering to fold hands in the pooja ghar in the house, atleast once a week...
But the icing on the cake is that i have finally accepted the fact that EVEN I AM A PSEUDO...
So here is KarvaChauth...n Ms A ; wants to flaunt her diamond earrings ( courtesy husband) n bangles n clothes n blah blah blah....n i feel its kind of wierd to show off your gold n diamond n platinum .... but anyway, here i am , decked up in kanjiwaram silk, n diamond necklace n all.... First Karvachauth after all !!! seems like I am just out of a wild life sanctuary... N poor my husband, had to fast with me , else i would have had a swollen face( how he dreads it!!) n then when everyone would flaunt( yet again) that their husbands are fasting with them.... what would i say n feel... so poor my Pseudo husband had to support his pseudo wife in her endeavour to prove herself one-up...n ya an important question " What did u get as a gift, from your husband, on your first Karva Chauth"?? n then all women go blah blah blah with their list.... N fake me, i too gave a list... n felt patheic about it ... Gifts were there, but not from husband, n not for this occasion... N i did not want to force him to gift n all, just so that i am supplied with a "rich-enough" answer to give to everyone.... N then all these women make u feel so dejected n unloved, as if the whole world is being showered on them n only the"not- so -flaunty- non-punjabi-ones" like me, who like to keep it simple, are such fools. N then my pseudo spirit rises up and comes to the surface n makes me say n flaunt n make me feel miserable about my own self....
N then there is Diwali.... I love crackers u know !!! n i love all the fun-frolic n all.. But after all, i have my concerns for Global Warming, how can i burn Crackers( Oh, Some Polite Applause for me OldChap !)
So i wont burn crackers this time, n no masti also... i have reasons to quote but the fact is that they are fake... Now, what can the families in Metros do, nuclear, no cousins around, no time , no enthusiasm, no friend circles.... But then, the PROUD PSEUDO SPIRIT OF MINE, has already decided her reasons , which would make me sound so intellectual n the very few who would read this blog, would know that i have accepted this fact and have come to terms with my negative emotions like Jealousy, Nostalgia, Irritation , Ego....blah blah blah
But the icing on the cake is that i have finally accepted the fact that EVEN I AM A PSEUDO...
So here is KarvaChauth...n Ms A ; wants to flaunt her diamond earrings ( courtesy husband) n bangles n clothes n blah blah blah....n i feel its kind of wierd to show off your gold n diamond n platinum .... but anyway, here i am , decked up in kanjiwaram silk, n diamond necklace n all.... First Karvachauth after all !!! seems like I am just out of a wild life sanctuary... N poor my husband, had to fast with me , else i would have had a swollen face( how he dreads it!!) n then when everyone would flaunt( yet again) that their husbands are fasting with them.... what would i say n feel... so poor my Pseudo husband had to support his pseudo wife in her endeavour to prove herself one-up...n ya an important question " What did u get as a gift, from your husband, on your first Karva Chauth"?? n then all women go blah blah blah with their list.... N fake me, i too gave a list... n felt patheic about it ... Gifts were there, but not from husband, n not for this occasion... N i did not want to force him to gift n all, just so that i am supplied with a "rich-enough" answer to give to everyone.... N then all these women make u feel so dejected n unloved, as if the whole world is being showered on them n only the"not- so -flaunty- non-punjabi-ones" like me, who like to keep it simple, are such fools. N then my pseudo spirit rises up and comes to the surface n makes me say n flaunt n make me feel miserable about my own self....
N then there is Diwali.... I love crackers u know !!! n i love all the fun-frolic n all.. But after all, i have my concerns for Global Warming, how can i burn Crackers( Oh, Some Polite Applause for me OldChap !)
So i wont burn crackers this time, n no masti also... i have reasons to quote but the fact is that they are fake... Now, what can the families in Metros do, nuclear, no cousins around, no time , no enthusiasm, no friend circles.... But then, the PROUD PSEUDO SPIRIT OF MINE, has already decided her reasons , which would make me sound so intellectual n the very few who would read this blog, would know that i have accepted this fact and have come to terms with my negative emotions like Jealousy, Nostalgia, Irritation , Ego....blah blah blah
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