Just another one of those days, I guess. Couldn't shake away the whole "Everything's just shit" feeling! I tried tracing its roots, and figured that Friday night conversation over dinner with MisTique, ranks way above anything else (more on that in another post, maybe). Add to that the post-party-depression after last night's Daaru Party, and you have a perfect recipe for Disaster, as far as RD's frail emotional balance is concerned.
Have been listening to this song for like a million times since morning. Just can't get it out of my system. With reason? I don't know. Some food for thought, before I go to bed. Maybe I'll wake up tomorrow, and everything will be magically taken care of!
Tired of sittin' and hatin' and makin' these excuses,
For why you're not around, and feeling so useless,
It seems one thing has been true all along,
You don't really know what you've got 'til it's gone,
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Sunday, April 20, 2008
My Nobo Borsho
As the Bengali New Year (Nobo Borsho) rolled in, I found myself unable to tear away from this song by a vintage Bangla Rock band, Mohiner Ghoraguli. Given my addiction to music, I wouldn't usually consider such an incident to be blogworthy. But it was the imagery that the song brought to my mind, that got me thinking.
I am not a Rock Pundit, by even a far shot. I only appreciate music, that I like. And I usually, don't like Psychedelia. However, this was the first time, when I could completely relate to the concept of Hallucinatory Rock, that is often associated with the music of the legendary Pink Floyd. While singing along, I had this crazy feeling, that I was drifting along among the clouds, swimming in a vast expanse of void, looking up at the sky, seeing her house, drifting along some more... And all this, without a single drop of alcohol, or a whiff of grass! I was hallucinating all the way to kingdom come, and Loving each and every moment of the ride!
I reproduce the lyrics here, alongwith my translation. Nor are the lyrics completely accurate, nor the translation. But it don't matter to me. This is the way I sing it, so...
Mohiner Ghoraguli - Akaashe Chhoraano Megher Kachha Kachhi
Aakashe Chhoraano, Megher Kaachha Kachhi
Dekha Jaaye Tomader Baari
Chhile Kottha'i Bosha Baadaami Beral Bone Shoonne Maaya Jaal,
Chaayi Ronge Pencha Shei Chokh Teepe Boshe Aachhe Koto Na Bochhor Kal
Kaalo Dorjaa Khule, Baire Tumi Ele
Baaganer Gaachhe Haanshi Chhoraabe Boono Phoole
Shei Baarir Nei Thhikhaana,
Shudhu Ojaana Lal Surkir Poth Shunne Dai Paari
Paakaano Shinrir Pothe Shekhaane Nebe Aashe Chaander Aalo
Kauke Cheno Na Tumi Tomake Chene Na Keu, Shei To Bhaalo
Tumi Gaan Geye, Ghure Phire,
Tomaar Elo Chool Oi Baatashe, Shudhu Orre
Shei Baarir Nei Thhikhaana,
Shudhu Ojaana Lal Surkir Poth Shunne Dai Paari
Akaashe Chhoraano, Megher Kaachha Kachhi
Dekha Jaaye Tomader Baari
Translation
Among The Clouds Scattered In The Sky,
I Can See Your House
The Fawn Coloured Cat In The Attic, Weaves A Web Of Illusions In The Void,
The Gray Owl Has Been Sitting With Its Eyes Closed For Years Now
Finally, You Come Out Of The Black Coloured Door,
To Spread Some Laughter And Joy Among The Wild Flowers Of The Garden
But That House Has No Address,
Just An Unknown Dusty Path, Caked In Red Dust, Running Off Into The Void
The Moonlight Comes Down To The Base Of The Winding Stair Case,
You Are A Stranger To This Strange, Strange World
You Walk Around The Garden, Singing
Your Wavy Open Hair, Flies In The Soft Breeze
But That House Has No Address,
Just An Unknown Dusty Path, Caked In Red Dust, Running Off Into The Void
Among The Clouds Scattered In The Sky,
I Can See Your House...
I am not a Rock Pundit, by even a far shot. I only appreciate music, that I like. And I usually, don't like Psychedelia. However, this was the first time, when I could completely relate to the concept of Hallucinatory Rock, that is often associated with the music of the legendary Pink Floyd. While singing along, I had this crazy feeling, that I was drifting along among the clouds, swimming in a vast expanse of void, looking up at the sky, seeing her house, drifting along some more... And all this, without a single drop of alcohol, or a whiff of grass! I was hallucinating all the way to kingdom come, and Loving each and every moment of the ride!
I reproduce the lyrics here, alongwith my translation. Nor are the lyrics completely accurate, nor the translation. But it don't matter to me. This is the way I sing it, so...
Mohiner Ghoraguli - Akaashe Chhoraano Megher Kachha Kachhi
Aakashe Chhoraano, Megher Kaachha Kachhi
Dekha Jaaye Tomader Baari
Chhile Kottha'i Bosha Baadaami Beral Bone Shoonne Maaya Jaal,
Chaayi Ronge Pencha Shei Chokh Teepe Boshe Aachhe Koto Na Bochhor Kal
Kaalo Dorjaa Khule, Baire Tumi Ele
Baaganer Gaachhe Haanshi Chhoraabe Boono Phoole
Shei Baarir Nei Thhikhaana,
Shudhu Ojaana Lal Surkir Poth Shunne Dai Paari
Paakaano Shinrir Pothe Shekhaane Nebe Aashe Chaander Aalo
Kauke Cheno Na Tumi Tomake Chene Na Keu, Shei To Bhaalo
Tumi Gaan Geye, Ghure Phire,
Tomaar Elo Chool Oi Baatashe, Shudhu Orre
Shei Baarir Nei Thhikhaana,
Shudhu Ojaana Lal Surkir Poth Shunne Dai Paari
Akaashe Chhoraano, Megher Kaachha Kachhi
Dekha Jaaye Tomader Baari
Translation
Among The Clouds Scattered In The Sky,
I Can See Your House
The Fawn Coloured Cat In The Attic, Weaves A Web Of Illusions In The Void,
The Gray Owl Has Been Sitting With Its Eyes Closed For Years Now
Finally, You Come Out Of The Black Coloured Door,
To Spread Some Laughter And Joy Among The Wild Flowers Of The Garden
But That House Has No Address,
Just An Unknown Dusty Path, Caked In Red Dust, Running Off Into The Void
The Moonlight Comes Down To The Base Of The Winding Stair Case,
You Are A Stranger To This Strange, Strange World
You Walk Around The Garden, Singing
Your Wavy Open Hair, Flies In The Soft Breeze
But That House Has No Address,
Just An Unknown Dusty Path, Caked In Red Dust, Running Off Into The Void
Among The Clouds Scattered In The Sky,
I Can See Your House...
Friday, April 18, 2008
My Bucket List
There aint too many books or movies that I have come across, which do a good job at handling the subject of death. And when you come to think of it, its really funny. I mean, here we have something that is inevitable, as certain as Life itself, or maybe more so, and yet, so few even make an effort to understand it, or atleast accept it with dignity. But after watching Bucket List, I realised, there was another thing, which no one does. And that was, to make death a Celebration of the human spirit.
Inspired by the movie, I decided to make my own bucket list. I have stuck it as a Post It on my homepage (iGoogle), and thought about making it public here as well. At the end of my life, whenever that might be, I would atleast have some sort of a yardstick, to measure the futility of it all, I guess... ;)
1. Have a pet dog,
2. Own a Porsche,
3. Go to the Andamans,
4. Have a villa in Pondicherry,
5. Get a tattoo,
6. Grow long hair,
7. Send Madhu Pintu on a World Cruise,
8. Kiss the girl who brings a smile to my face,
9. Go sky diving,
10. Own a Bose Sound System,
11. Swim with the dolphins
Inspired by the movie, I decided to make my own bucket list. I have stuck it as a Post It on my homepage (iGoogle), and thought about making it public here as well. At the end of my life, whenever that might be, I would atleast have some sort of a yardstick, to measure the futility of it all, I guess... ;)
1. Have a pet dog,
2. Own a Porsche,
3. Go to the Andamans,
4. Have a villa in Pondicherry,
5. Get a tattoo,
6. Grow long hair,
7. Send Madhu Pintu on a World Cruise,
8. Kiss the girl who brings a smile to my face,
9. Go sky diving,
10. Own a Bose Sound System,
11. Swim with the dolphins
Thursday, April 17, 2008
My Personalised, Made-At-Home High!
I have been thinking of writing about this for sometime now, but couldn't get down to it. Issues were weighing me down. But luckily, the clouds cleared last evening, after a mild thunderstorm, and am back to being the usual me. And reading through this article on Mukul's blog, I decided to write about, what gives me a high.
Standing in the bathroom, with a bucket full of cold water. And before we proceed, let me repeat, this is Bangalore, and I am a Bengali! By Genetic DEFINITION, I feel chilled, at the slightest hint of a drop in mercury. And this here, is no exception. But I am one of those crazy maniacs, who tries to get his cheap thrills, as and when he can. So, I move on.
Take a mug of that water. Hold it high against my forehead. The light shimmers off the surface. Orange patterns, on the floor. Slowly tilt it, till a drop hangs from the edge. Suspended animation. My entire body is still, waiting for the sudden rush of cold, that will engulf me soon. I can feel my heart beat a little faster. I can feel the blood rush through my ears. And in that last moment before the water hits me, I am peaking on the Adrenaline rush. The anticipation of the coming cold, is so strong, so intense that a slight involuntary shiver rocks my body!
But as soon as the water hits me, its quits for the Adrenaline Rush. It isn't even half as cold as I had anticipated. Infact, after sweating through the heat outside, its pleasantly refreshing! A complete anti climax to the "Chill Thrill"! But then again, high's were never meant to last too long!
Standing in the bathroom, with a bucket full of cold water. And before we proceed, let me repeat, this is Bangalore, and I am a Bengali! By Genetic DEFINITION, I feel chilled, at the slightest hint of a drop in mercury. And this here, is no exception. But I am one of those crazy maniacs, who tries to get his cheap thrills, as and when he can. So, I move on.
Take a mug of that water. Hold it high against my forehead. The light shimmers off the surface. Orange patterns, on the floor. Slowly tilt it, till a drop hangs from the edge. Suspended animation. My entire body is still, waiting for the sudden rush of cold, that will engulf me soon. I can feel my heart beat a little faster. I can feel the blood rush through my ears. And in that last moment before the water hits me, I am peaking on the Adrenaline rush. The anticipation of the coming cold, is so strong, so intense that a slight involuntary shiver rocks my body!
But as soon as the water hits me, its quits for the Adrenaline Rush. It isn't even half as cold as I had anticipated. Infact, after sweating through the heat outside, its pleasantly refreshing! A complete anti climax to the "Chill Thrill"! But then again, high's were never meant to last too long!
Monday, April 07, 2008
My "Back To Being Young" Playlist
This is my current playlist. Don't ask me why, but I feel so young, again! Some of these songs have memories of cassette tapes, associated with them! Beat that! If any of you have any memories with any song here, let me know...
1. Anwar - Dilbar Mera (4:53)
2. Anwar - Javeda Zindagi (8:22)
3. Anwar - Maula Mere Maula (6:04)
4. Apna Sapna Money Money - Paisa Paisa (4:07)
5. Awaarapan - Toh Phir Aao (5:48)
6. Bas Eak Pal - Bas Eak Pal (5:36)
7. Bas Eak Pal - Tere Bin (4:36)
8. Bhool Bhulaiya - Labon Ko (5:43)
9. Bhool Bhulaiya - Mere Dholna (6:47)
10. Black Friday - Bande (7:48)
11. Black Friday - Bharam Bhaap Ke (8:36)
12. BluffMaster - Say Na (3:18)
13. BluffMaster - Right Here, Right Now (3:02)
14. Chak De - Chak De India (4:43)
15. Chak De - Badal Pe Paon Hain (4:05)
16. Chak De - Maula Mere Le Le Meri Jaan (4:48)
17. Delhi Heights - Dilli (5:50)
18. Delhi Heights - Tere Bin (5:22)
19. Delhi Heights - Kitni Der Tak (5:07)
20. Dil Chahta Hai - Dil Chahta Hai (5:10)
21. Dil Chahta Hai - Dil Chahta Hai((Reprise) (4:18)
22. Dil chahta hai - Tanhayee (6:10)
23. Dunia Dilwaalon Ki - Mustafa Mustafa (6:03)
24. Ek Chalis Ki Last Local - Laree Choote (4:02)
25. Gangster - Tu Hi Meri Shab Hai (6:29)
26. Gangster - Bheegi Bheegi (5:44)
27. Honeymoon Travels - Sajnaji Vaari Vaari (3:42)
28. Honeymoon Travels - Halke Halke (5:17)
29. Hum Tum - Hum Tum (3:38)
30. Jhankaar Beats - Ruk Ruk Rukna Hai (3:19)
31. Jhankaar Beats - Tu Hi Dil Hai (6:10)
32. Jhankaar Beats - Humein Tumse Pyaar Kitna (4:23)
33. Jhankaar Beats - Jab Kabhi Chand Na Ho (4:39)
34. Jhankaar Beats - Tera Muskurana (3:54)
35. Jhankaar Beats - Suno Na (6:31)
36. Jo Jeeta Wohi Sikander - Pehla Nasha (4:52)
37. Jo Jeeta Wohi Sikander - Yahan Ke Hum Sikandar (5:26)
38. Kalyug - Adat (5:36)
39. Khosla Ka Ghonsla - Chak De Phhattey (5:46)
40. Khuda Ke Liye - Allah Ho (4:31)
41. Khuda Ke Liye - Bande (3:34)
42. Metro - In Dino (6:41)
43. Metro - O Meri Jaan (5:06)
44. Metro - Rishtey (7:23)
45. Metro - Alvia (Reprise) (5:49)
46. Metro - Baatein Kuchh Ankaheein Si (4:38)
47. Musafir - Ishq Kabhi Kariyo Na (4:30)
48. Musafir - Saaki (5:21)
49. Musafir - Rabba (5:52)
50. Pyaar Ke SideEffects - Pyaar Karke Pachhtaya (4:08)
51. Pyaar Ke SideEffects - Jaane Kya (6:14)
52. Rang De Basanti - Rang De Basanti (6:03)
53. Rang De Basanti - Roobaaroo (4:43)
54. Salaam E Ishq - Ya Rabba (6:56)
55. Taare Zameen Par - Maa (5:12)
56. Taare Zameen Par - Kholo Kholo (5:13)
57. Taare Zameen Par - Taare Zameen Par (7:12)
58. Taare Zameen Par - Mera Jahaan (6:34)
59. The Train - Beete Lamhein (5:01)
60. The Train - Mausam (5:45)
61. Woh Lamhe - Kya Mujhe Pyaar Hai (4:26)
62. Zinda - Yeh Hai Meri Kahaani (5:19)
63. Zinda - Maula (3:46)
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