Well, it seems like only too many yesterdays since I've been back here. But, let bygones be bygones. TODAY, IT'S ALL ABOUT THE MUSICS AND THE LIFES.
Over the past month or two, I've been hit a by a few.... "epiphanies", you could say. One of them being that while I've been involved with music for almost about a decade now (ADVERTISEMENT: 9 years into the tabla, along with a short run with the keyboard, and currently a very serious follow-up on the guitar), there never has been a real understanding of precisely WHAT MUSIC IS. Not only me, there is a commonplace ignorance (not necessary intentional, per se) of the IDEA of what we so randomly and gleefully call "Music".
la musique, la crème de la vie. "Music, the Cream of Life." Ever seen how those girls in those cheesy Cafe Coffee Day ads moan, groan, cringe, twist, cramp up, and lick their lips as if they've finally ACHIEVED MOKSHA or something when they take that first sip of their coffee? Sounds cliched, yes, but that's music.
Music is the sound of the fans go up when the whistle in a Liverpool-United soccer match goes off.
Music is the sound of a three mynahs sitting perched on a verandah window-sill in Manali.
Music is the beep-and-click sound a camera makes when you've finally caught that sunrise you've been shooting at 6 a.m. every morning.
Music is the sound of the rhythmic breathing of sage doing his yoga in the forest.
Music is silence, silence is music.
Music is the sound of the court judge's hammerstroke.
Applause is music.
Tears are music.
Laughter is music.
Music is the beautiful words, the heart-wrenching story-line of the novel you're reading.
Music is the truth, however pretty or ugly.
Music is the *chuckchucking* of the incoming train.
Music is the new skirt you just bought.
Farting is music (don't say its not true).
The sound of a right-fisted punch bang in the nose is music.
Music is light, light is music.
Music is temple bells and an aarti.
Music is technology, and everything related to it.
Music is education, learning, teaching.
Guidance is music.
Appreciation is music.
Even nit-picking is music.
Blood, in all forms is music. (Look at Dexter.)
Humour is music, music is humour.
Music is birth.
Music is death.
Music is light.
Music is darkness.
Music is the beginning.
Music is the end.
Music is what comes in between.
MUSIC IS YOU.
YOU ARE LIFE.
MUSIC, IS LIFE.
Kya baat=P
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ReplyDeleteYOU my friend are truly talented.
very nicely put! :D
ReplyDeletei think you wrote 'sunset at 6 am' instead of 'sunrise'.
or maybe im wrong somewhere :P
nono i'm correcting it :P
ReplyDeletethanks, btw guys :D im feeling the music :P
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