Musings

Cheerless

I am not at adjudging music - never was and never will be. The song I hymn during my long days are invariably the same songs and I have my favourites list that I seldom replenish. New songs come and go but they are just fads - hymn them for a while but throw them away when they are due...

And then comes some songs which I make everyone wince at by simply making them hear it again and again. My roomies still bear a huge grudge at what I did to them after the release of "Pachaikili Muthucharam" - I loved the songs so much that I played them all day, while I played some game in my PC. One such song which I listen to these days is the "Bol Na Halke Halke" from JBJ - a nice smooth number and certainly in my league. Good to my roomies that I do not have my PC repaired yet and the song plays in my office PC just into my ears through a headphone.

Talking of office and music, I hate all the bluffs who play the songs loudly in office. There aren't many who do but for the some who are, I really wish I could stand upto them and tell them that all what I think about them. So often in weekends I would be made to hear some song which I dont like at all - I could only muse atmy meekness at such instances. I have told a few people to tone down their volume in my old office but I believe it would take a while for me to make such a demand in my new workplace. It still sounds new doesn't it. Bol na Halke Halke..

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Ode

The odes of my blogs are gone. There aren't any more odes worth writing - except for maybe the most obvious within me. For all others, its a time of silence, just as the rest. Maybe the last sentence is not grammatically correct but who cares...

It was drizzling when I chose to take the walk. I like walking in such drizzles, more so when its drizzling just barely enough to not keeping you since the inner sanctums of one's own. I had been used to that before and recent past had been no different. With a grim face, two books clutched in my hands, I took the path to the bookstore (where I had to return the books and if lucky get a new one to read for next week). The rain bored down upon me enough to seriously ponder for a moment about sitting down on the sidewalk and just enjoy it for the hell of it. It was really likeable - one hell of its kind. But just as almost all good ponderings go to one of the gazillion wastebuckets in one's mind, I kept the thought aside. The catcher might have surely done - but am none but a foregone swami screaming from a painting.

With my eyes held firmly on the ground just ahead of my feet, I chose to try thinking about my neighbours. People in colorful umbrellas, colorful people in umbrellas were walking or running or trotting or standing along the sidewalk. There was a constant flow on the vehicles on the other side. I strode along thinking of something I had read a few days back - just thought about it. I had since then forgotten where I read it but I chose not to recall. I knew my hair was getting wet steadily and water was dripping from my ear lobes. I lookup up for the first and final time in my journey. The sight was good - dont want to call it marvellous or a million adjectives that would mean that this is the first and last time I am seeing such a scene - it was none of it. It was good - plain good and good enough to make me stare for a moment longer before I went inside the bookstore. A huge advertisement boarding was there in front of me and its dark color gave a glimpse of my nemesis pouring over, not just on me but over all the things around me. The rain had been either thicker than I had imagined or had got become progressively thicker from when I started it. It was a good vision, a hope that it couldn't deter me from writing this....I really wished it had even lesser powers

 Darkling I listen; and, for many a time
 I have been half in love with easeful Death,
 Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme,
 To take into the air my quiet breath;
 Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
 To cease upon the midnight with no pain,

I really wish I hadn't. 

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