An Alarming Thought...!!!

I have been Alarmed!!!

Well not exactly in the sense of urgency...But rather technically....The annoying noise you hear at the wee hours of morning...no matter how much lighter and melodius of an alarm tune you put up!

I jumped out of the cozy bed....but waaait a minute....cozy????...ohh btw Did i tell you that I was visiting Home!?

So I was sayin'...

I was Alarmed...Yes....I had a Writer's Block uptil now..And then the Alarm rang!

In a sudden flash of realization words which made absolutely no sense popped around in my head like jelly beans wingle on a touch; that words, whether written, read or spoken are a form of solace for any and everyone!

Words are important when you are writing or others to read....Words are important if you are trying to express yourself...And Words are important.To keep your Blog ALIVE!!!

Words come from anywhere...

For some its reading their favourite psalm from the bible, for some its a verse from their favourite poem or a letter from their sweetheart. For a few its the comfort of spewing their emotions on paper or for that matter web space. And yet others feel better when they talk about what they are going through or maybe even talk about anything at all. Most commonly people would need to hear words of comfort.

Its so strange...the power of mere words. Although they affect the actual situation in no way. It is pleasant to drown in the relief that they provide and let them ease away all that's troubling us. But I wonder whether they are just another form of escape from actually facing the situation or do they act as medicine for the lacerations when handling life. Then again I remember... Sometimes its these very words that can leave you scarred for life!

For me..it was just another way to quickly put them down on the screen before they vanish and the escapade leaves me wondering..What Shall I Write??

Till another jolt...till another urge...till another thought...And more importantly..Till Another Alarm...Words will flow..Yet Again!

So Long....!!!

Yours truly!
-V!K$

Alas! The Last Day...!!!

Vik$. *A Philosopher awakens*

"If Today Was Your last day!"

Whether you like Nickelback or not, the lyrics to the above song are quite profound. As I was stuck till this moment, I allowed my ipod to play for a bit and stumbled upon this song. For a few minutes I stopped what I was doing and simply listened. When it was done I sighed softly as a whirlwind of thoughts invaded my mind.

How many times have you heard people around you say things such as, “I’ll organize my life tomorrow,” or “I’m not in the mood today, I’ll fix the stuff in the morning,” or “This just isn’t the right time for me, maybe tomorrow,” or even “Tomorrow I’ll tell him/her just how much they mean to me and how much I love them. Tomorrow will be our day.” And just how many of you have said similar things as well?

What if today was our last day...??? Yeah The Very Last ONE!!!

Would we feel as though we’ve accomplished what we set out to do?

Have we told those closest to us just how much we really do love and appreciate them?

Do our parents know that, despite our often rebellious natures, they did teach us well and we truly were listening? What about our spouses? Do they know we’ve never stopped loving them, and instead have fallen further in love with each passing day? That we’ve fought to live each day to the fullest, that we love them more than life itself, and that they are the greatest thing to ever grace our respective lives?

If the answer is “No” to any of those questions, we should be asking ourselves why that is. Each and every day is a blessing. But, tomorrow is not a given. All our days are numbered; therefore we should strive to live each one of them to the fullest. It goes without saying though, that life often throws curve balls our way, and that some days it’s all you can do to survive without bashing the heads in of those who invariably make us want to rant, rave and scream. But, we can at least let those we love know they are loved, and that our lives are richer because of them. We can put a smile on the face of another, be it a stranger, a friend or a family member, whether we are feeling cheery or not. Who knows? We may find ourselves in a better mood because of such actions.

Tomorrow is always an unknown. For better or worse, we never know what it may bring. Instead of putting things off we know should be done right away, why not take care of them the moment they come to mind? Organizing our lives, fixing that stuff, or taking yourself out may not be a big deal to most, but that’s hardly the point. If we so easily put off the little things, the big things will then never get done. Don’t you think your parents, your siblings, your friends, your children, and your spouses would love to know just how much they mean to you? What if you continued to put off all the things you have always wanted them to know, waiting for the perfect moment, only to wake one morning and find they are no longer with you? How then would you feel?

Well Too Cheesy on my part to rant on philosophy but Hell Yeah..its Ok in a while for me to go down the thought lane! Ponder!!!! :)

-Vik$. *The Philosopher slips into Coma*

Beer-Vana

“When nothing else from the past subsists, after people are dead, after the destruction of things, smell and taste alone remain, like souls bearing resiliently, on tiny and almost impalpable drops of their essence, the vast edifice of memory.”

These poignant words appear at the beginning of In search of Lost Time, the eternal if not interminable biographical novel by Marcel Proust.Here the narrator remarks how scents possess such a strong power, unique amongst the senses, to transport you to a time in your past, often formerly forgotten episodes in childhood.
Now why am i quoting this here....may be because i am feeling a bit 'nostalgic'....naaah!!!

Ohh then may be i felt like writing on the 'five human senses'...wot crap???

Then why the heck i am writing...well the reason was simple...I have been guzzling the fluid-thy fraternity calls Beer!!!

So this is a blog after you got drunk?? You may ask....

No sir....I am well in my senses...though the writing may not give the indication...but still I am writing sane!!

Well so where to start...Ahh...there was I...I can see now...
Sitting with friends....with bottles in sight....music thumping my already weak heart....deserted mind....dry soul...
Weekend has arrived...we need to break free...
Okay i am drifting a bit....yeah...a bit.
But then..is this is what i am doing..you are in...they are in..
The music is loud....the soul's cry is lost between the drum beats...
The feets are tapping....when someone inside seems sleeping like a dead...
I raise the mug...Cheers...the folks say...
I take another sip....then another...
Ahh the moment is wonderful...I am blabbering...
You remember those days...and then those...we did that...we used to...
Hey bring some more...
Waiter could You play this request...??
Ahh the feets start again...the mind is lost in false dreams...
I know i am getting drunk...I am not!!
Its the last stages....I wonder what time it is...
Heck..its weekend yaar...forget it!!
I try to look around...hazy eyes...dim lights...flashing...deserted souls...in the corner...
where am i?? lost myself...the guy on weekdays...
This is but ME...the Real one(???)
May be its time...
Adios....goodbyes...the last drop is there somwhere in there...left alone!!
May be i ll leave now...everyone seems finished...no not him...
You done..i ask...Okay??
Yeah...am fine he says in a childish stammer...
I accompany him...hands over shoulder....
Hick...Hick...someone just rememberd you...he says!!
I laugh aloof....lets go Home ....
I just want to sleep....but was this already a dream...
I thought i was living some moments....and I just did!!!
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On a lighter note:
"Without question, the greatest invention in the history of mankind is beer. Oh, I grant you that the wheel was also a fine invention, but the wheel does not go nearly as well with pizza."~ Dave Barry

WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may cause you to tell your friends over and over again that you love them.

And saving the best for last, as explained by Cliff Clavin, of Cheers. One afternoon at Cheers, Cliff Clavin was explaining the Buffalo Theory to his buddy Norm.
Here's how it went:
"Well ya see, Norm, it's like this... A herd of buffalo can only move as fast as the slowest buffalo. And when the herd is hunted, it is the slowest and weakest ones at the back that are killed first This natural selection is good for the herd as a whole, because the general speed and health of the whole group keeps improving by the regular killing of the weakest members. In much the same way, the human brain can only operate as fast as the slowest brain cells. Excessive intake of alcohol, as we know, kills brain cells. But naturally, it attacks the slowest and weakest brain cells first. In this way, regular consumption of beer eliminates the weaker brain cells, making the brain a faster and more efficient machine. That's why you always feel smarter after a few beers."

WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may make you think you are whispering when you are not.
So for all my friends out there....agree wid thy state or not...Cheers!!:)

P.S: Heyy did I type that much stuff...really...wen?????

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India...Rock...and You!

Many cities and regions have produced collections of bands large enough to be classified as a scene within Indian rock.

One of the most notable rock music scenes in the Indian subcontinent, Kolkata delivers a diverse range folk-, metal-, jazz-oriented music. The scene culture is known to have a significant impact on the youth all over West Bengal, who have been known for their revolutionary thinking and rebellious and questioning attitude dating back to the Bengal Renaissance. A key figure of the raga rock movement, sitar virtuoso Ravi Shankar himself is from West Bengal.

A major aspect of the Kolkata scene is bringing forth the variety of folk music to younger audiences in new light. However, with the exception of the band Bhoomi, metal and hard rock still dominate the scene with bands like Fossils, Cactus, Lakkhichara and Insomnia. The other significant scene in West Bengal is Darjeeling, best known for its Nepali rock.

Bands like Cassini's Division,Mantra, Grungy Morphines, Pralaya and Reincarnation have shown their talent and zest for music by winning numerous beat contests including IIT-Delhi,IIT-Kharagpur fests.Mantra- a nu metal band was selected to perform at the GIR 06.

Darjeeling has been a hub of western music and culture, mostly credited to British colonization and western influences. Jazz King of India,Louis Banks hails from the foothills of Darjeeling. A special mention of the renowned pub, Someplace Else has to be made as it is the mecca of rock music in the region.

An annual concert at the DI is called the Kolkata Jazz Festival organized by Congo Square and is said to be host to one of the most educated jazz crowds in Asia.
Delhi's music circuit has seen its share of ups and downs, but has held on largely due to the local presence of Rock Street Journal (aka RSJ). Delhi being the operational home of the Allahabad-based magazine, local bands have benefitted by the proximity to India's first magazine that (supposedly) was only about rock and metal. The Great Indian Rock festival is mostly held in Delhi, with occasional forays into Bombay, and has exposed the upcoming musicians of Delhi to a wider variety of musicians.

Of late active participation by other organisers such as Prospect A&M, Riff, and Onstage, have propelled the scene even further. Multiple gigs happen every week, with strong attendance.

Delhi's most famous products are probably Parikrama, Indian Ocean and Orange Street. Other famous bands to come out of Delhi are menwhopause,Them Clones, Killer Tomatoes, The Superfuzz, Joint Family, Prestorika, Half Step Down, Level 9, Acrid Semblance , Undying Inc.,Septic, Decibel, Feedback, Oritus, Levitikus, Cyanide, Who's Jim? and HFT. Off late, Delhi has seen a rise in bands incorporating much more contemporary western influences such as the White Stripes, Rage Against the Machine, Limp Bizkit and Slipknot. Genres like Jazz, Grunge and Nu Metal have found a strong following, bolstered by the growth of pub gigs around the city.

The past few years have seen Delhi rise as the capital of Rock music in the country. All three Campus Rock Idol tours (the biggest amateur rock competition in the country) have been swept by Delhi bands.

Prestorika in 2004, Superfuzz in 2005, and FTN in 2006-07. While Prestorika was a support act for The Rasmus' tour of India, FTN would open for Iron Maiden.
The Indian Rock scene in Bangalore brewed in its own quiet corner, coming of age gradually. Largely independent of what was happening around in the rest of the country, Bangalore bands have been quietly innovating and experimenting with various forms of music and, their achievements have been commendable so far. Home to legends like Konarak Reddy, Millennium (the band), Amit Heri, Roberto Narain & Vasundara Das, Bruce Lee Mani, Nolan Lewis, Trinity D'Souza,etc. Bangalore has been a rich breeding ground for many a young gun waiting to make a mark in the Indian music arena.

Bangalore based bands, in brief: Thermal And A Quarter is considered one of India’s most popular, talented and innovative bands. With their own signature band of invention, they create music that challenges any form of classification. Kryptos, the straight-laced, virtuoso thrash /speed metal band, became hugely popular after they came out with their brilliant debut album titled Spiral Ascent – with a music company contract, and an extensive international tour they are all set to take the word about Indian Rock to the world.

Two events Freedom Jam conducted every year on the 14th of August every year in honour of the Indian Independence Day & Sunday Jam conducted on the first Sunday of every month, both conducted by Guruskool of Music, have become the Mecca for bands waiting for a break. Both events not only provide musicians with an unbiased platform to showcase their talents but also acts as a jump-board to help them jump-start their career. Also the annual rock festival Strawberry Fields organised by the National Law School is one of the most prominent rock festivals of the country attracting a large number of bands from across the country.

The Mumbai scene is sporadic. There are gigs almost every week or two, either at Juhu's Razz or at Velocity. Razz is a great venue for gigs but the sound isn't always so great. Since shows aren't priced over Rs. 200, there always seems to be a smallish crowd of people who never fail to show up.

In the Indian subcontinent, other countries such as Pakistan, Bangladesh, Sri Lanka and Nepal have all produced rock bands. Bangladeshi death metal bands like Severe Dementia, Barzak, Voodoo Economix, Annex, Necropolis and Dripping Gore, as well as other Bangla bands like Rockstrata, Warfaze, In Dhaka, Ashes have gained some following. Pakistan also contains many rock bands, some of which have not only gained fame in the sub-continent but globally as well.

Some of the internationally acclaimed Pakistani bands are; Entity Paradigm, Noori, Junoon, Call, Mauj, Rung etc. Being the oldest pop-rock scene, Pakistani bands and musicians lead the pop orientated rock of the Indian sub-continent.Dusk & Kainaath were the first metal bands from the country, since then Pakistani underground has seen many metal bands. The Nepali rock scene originated in the influence of westerners visiting the Nepali and Indian hippy trail. Band like Septic is a great example of friendship between Bangladesh and India. The band has members from both the countries and making a new way to think about life.

Several Indians living abroad have become famous names in rock music. The first and most famous of PIO rock stars was perhaps the late Freddie Mercury of Queen. Other examples include Kim Thayil of the group Soundgarden, Tony Kanal of No Doubt and Dave Baksh of Brown Brigade (formerly a part of Sum 41). Generally, wherever there is a significant Indian comminity, Indian origin musicians have emerged. This is both a testament to the number and size widespread overseas Indian communities, and India's strong musical traditions. The most notable band composed exclusively of PIOs is Singapore's Rudra.

Other rock musicians of Indian origin, with varying degrees of success, are:
* Tjinder Singh: Cornershop (vocals, dholaki)
* Sushil K. Dade: Soup Dragons (bass)
* Jason Singh: Taxiride (vocals)
* Jas Mann: Babylon Zoo
* Roy Venkataraman: The Wailers (guitar)
* Tanuja Desai Hidier: San Transisto (vocals)
* Kaustubh Pandav: Lucky Boys Confusion (vocals)
* Giti Khalsa: Seven Mary Three (drums)
* Miki Singh: Dragonfly (vocals)
* Ra: QED (vocals, guitars)
* Ian D'Sa: Billy Talent (guitar)
* Sameer Bhattacharya: Flyleaf (guitar)
* Roc
* Sheila Chandra

BANDS
* Joint family
* Atmosfear
* Avial
* Aurko
* Bhoomi
* Brute Force
* Bhayanak Maut
* Cassini's Division
* Chandrabindu
* Cyanide
* Colossus
* Demonic Resurrection
* Devoid
* Exodus
* Fossils
* Half Step Down
* History Makers
* Indian Ocean
* Indus Creed
* Infinite Dreams
* Insomnia
* Junkyard Groove
* Kryptos
* Legacy
* Motherjane
* menwhopause
* Moksha
* Neolithic Silence
* Parikrama
* Pentagram
* Pin Drop Violence
* Prakalp
* Psychomotor
* Rudra
* Sceptre
* Souled Out
* The LBG
* Zero
* Vayu
* Tripwire
* Turn
* Ichor
* Dry State
* IIIrd Sovereign
* Lakkhichhara
* Cactus
To sum up...i wud quote the following:
Rock music. . . is the expression of elemental passions, and at rock festivals it assumes a cultic character, a form of worship, in fact, in opposition to Christian worship. People are, so to speak, released from themselves by the experience of being part of a crowd and by the emotional shock of rhythm, noise, and special lighting effects. However, in the ecstasy of having all their defenses torn down, the participants sink, as it were, beneath the elemental force of the universe.”
Pope Benedict XVI quotes.

(Excerpts from artkerala.com)

Repetition!!

A special something…..broken words yet woven thro'.....

I smell....I sniff...
the fragrance of cosmic happinesss....
a dust of haziness...
in the quicksands of time....
Some things that that made me;
and things that didn’t ...
Abstracts which attract me;
tangibles that strangulate...

Garrotted souls and scothed whispers...
a shining armour with a silver casper...

When two halves doesn’t make one ;
and no one at the horizon...
When the waiting is in the eyes…
and the sky in my hands...

When music soothes my veins,
and times when they burn...
My world in black and white,
and then the blurred colors...

When the reflection is the opposite of me,
imagination shifts...
Light years into some place else...
However, repetitions are never the same..
....repetitions will never be the same....!!!

----Vik$

Others Exist.

Just like I exist, and you exist. Others exist. Deal with it.

Others want to be free, to follow their own will, to create, to enjoy, to live.

There are finite things in the world. You’ll need to deal with that too. Finite space. Finite food. Finite lovers. Finite resources. Finite things.

If I was a supreme being, a God, who was stronger and smarter and everything-err, than perhaps I’d be able to live my life with complete and utter disregard for others. I’d just do with the world and others as I saw fit. I’d take everything for myself, and only share to a select few who I saw fit.

As you may know though, I am not a God. No one is a God. The whole idea of Godliness is a human invention. In reality, we are imperfect beings. We have capabilities and many incapacities. For every tall man there is the reciprocal. Same for the fat, fast, strong, smart, and healthy man. You get the point( doesn't matter if you don't....fundas alwayz shoot overhead).

Thus, even if I wanted the entire world to be mine, I couldn’t have it all. I’m telling you now, I am selfish, and want to the whole world as my own, but I cannot have it. Not because of my compassion for others, but simply because I am an imperfect being. I cannot do everything I can conceive of.

Instead of failing miserably in my attempt to hoard the world’s finite things, I decide to share. I divide. I let others have theirs, so long as I get mine. I discuss with others the best way to split things. I debate the best ways to do so. I make sure I get a fair deal, but recognize that you want your way. We eventually come to decisions. We create solutions.

There are other options than being able to have everything and sharing evenly. We could have fought it out, perhaps to the death. But for me at least, this is impractical. Most likely I’d have lost, been injured, killed.

The decision to consult with others and share the world is a choice. It is neither a deed nor a duty.

There are no duties. Life is duty-free.

Everything that we do and believe in, we do so because it is our choice.

We believe in god or gods because we want to believe in god, just as we believe in gravity because we want to.

Mainly we believe in things because these beliefs are useful to us. Useful for our individual and collective needs.

This is why I believe in sharing my thoughts by posting. Not because sharing is a duty, or some eternal truth, or a gift from god, but because sharing is useful to me and people as a whole. A sense of belonging.......very sense of BLOGGING!!!

Cheers people...Keep Sharing...!!!

-V!k$

Disclaimer: These words were written out of utter necessity to keep own's mind off from the extensive chaos happening around the writer....undertaking his marathon journey thro the country side....Shared was the space...Shared was the Transport..And Shared is this Blog!!

The Sweet Surrender...!!!

Well this is not exactly what I thot of postn...coz it was rather a reply to one of my friends...but the way it turned out I thot...better paste it here too...for jus beating the ol' habit of writing!!

So here I Go..Yet Again!

The sole of wit…

Prologue:

Once upon a time - when the sun was jus setting in the west, the evening was late, and, as usual, everyone was quite fine and complex - something was unusual about it: someone was SWEET (whatever that means!). ME! 'Jusht imayjin'… I'm sweet, eh! Yeah, the repeated compliment of the kind, you see. Sweet me, I was flattered, as always. Yeah, ecstasy floated in the air, this heart was jumping around, and these fingers – well, they were relentlessly tapping on the keyboard…

Monologue:

Action (3 words) -> "You are sweet," the person said.
Contemplation (145 words) ->

OK, OK, I know that I don't know what that means but I do know that it means something good, something positive, and it's a compliment, eh!

Heard of Newton's third law? It's commonly quoted as "To every action there's an equal and opposite reaction".
This blogger is postulating another law that applies to human affairs: to every action the reaction is in direct proportion to the eccentricity of the object of action.
We are all eccentric, to different degrees though. That's why you find different people reacting differently to the same action. So, considering the eccentricity of this blogger, you might well forget about guessing the reaction.

Brevity is the soul of wit (and that's the tragedy of it…), they say. Verbosity then is the sole of wit, I guess. But you got the soul (or sole?) of it. Didn't you? (You better do!)

Here goes the reaction...My reaction (And I had exactly Two mins)

Reaction---(115 words)-->

I am a sweet fellow, I am. Of comedy or tragedy, I cannot say, come which may for I am HAPPY, that is, in either case – comedy or tragedy. Don't misconstrue me dear caller, misconstrue me not, for I am but a straightforward being and "straight" enough I am.

All the world's a beehive and I am the honey...though sometimes I am described as a Bee..which is altogether a different matter out of scope of this particular blog. (courtesy, I am Fakespeare – the Bard A1).
Hey caller, be not bugged by me for the idiotic "sweetness bug" has bit me (Spiderman 3 -> Sweetman 1, ehh?) and its bite is… well, sweet. I don't want any antivirus softwares for this VIRUS for my Vital Idiotic Resources are Under my Siege, perfectly( this acronym I chanced upon somewhere)

Epilogue:

Yeah caller, listen to the sound of 'shweetness':
Not often do we meet (people who are sweet…)/ People that we do meet
Not often do we hear / Good words…/ Good words about us/ Words that lighten the heart (so much so that it jumps around)/ That nourish the soul (so that it isn't one that terrorizes you in horror movies)/ That activate the dead (Dracula…hmm…?)/ Infuse life into them/ And get them out of their complacent bed/

What we do hear/ Are things that burden the heart/ That impoverish the soul/ That deactivate the live/ Diffuse life out of them/ And get them into their complacent bed/

Out of that bed I am/ Out of complacency I am/

And I know you'd know/ SWEET, I am. :)

To Quote someone: "What's wrong with sweetness and light? It's been around quite a while.”

-Vik$