I was just browsing YouTube and came across this…I wish I could play like this man…crazy stuff…shit
Crazy Piano
The Symphony of Life
I think I should have no other mortal wants, if I could always have plenty of music. It seems to infuse strength into my limbs and ideas into my brain. Life seems to go on without effort, when I am filled with music.”
-George Eliot
How often, on ordinary days, those dull black and white keys become extraordinarily vibrant and magnetizing. How frequently do those strings on your friend’s guitar long to produce sweet music right out of the mind of the player. The melody is always there, you just need to find it. Be it a lush green meadow in spring or a lonely tree on a mountain, everything has a certain explicit music to it. It is a pity that only some develop that ability to find that melody, that never-ending soundtrack tailor made for a movie, a movie called life, and a greater pity that only a minute fraction of them actually understand it. Agreed, it is pretty difficult to understand how music, rather trivial in most of our lives, could influence and inspire the events that take place in your life, and the lives of all the people around you.
When music becomes a part of your life, beautiful things happen. You start supplementing your vision with the pleasant notes of nature, adding that favorite symphony to the tranquility of the Kashmir valley, or maybe overlay the latest simple plan punk rock single on being scolded upon by parents. Now, that makes life a bit more interesting…eh!
Hoping for a musical life henceforth.
YOU ARE NOT HERE!
What if?
What if I told you that every human, every single one of us were adopted! Brace yourself ‘cause I am going to do just that. To put forward my idea, I ask you one commonsensical question, the answer to which you ought to know. What is the name of our parent Galaxy?
The Milky Way, you say…
BET…is BETing me to death…
I guess when u start off with a score of 6/20, it shows…well I thought Physics was tough, but BET…with BET tough has reached a whole new high…it never stops suprising me. Just when…Just when you start getting the hang of it…u actually start getting correct answers…it’ll come up with this wierd question from hell, which no matter what happens will not get solved. BET is like this first person shooter game which in order to par you need to perish and respawn infinite number of times…
I have an aim this sessional…to Bite BET in the ass and pass…but will I succeed in my aim…will BET kneal to my actions…Only time will tell… For the time being…
FLUX YOU BET!!!
Mann Ke Manjeere
It’s funny how sometimes things work out the way you want them to. With Revels (MIT’s own cultural fest) scheduled, we were all excited about it. The area of interest was the small and rather unknown competition of Lights, Camera and Action. The entry to the competition was supposed to be a 5 min video responce to an English/Hindi song. A couple of friends from my corridor and I, started the process of making the video which including coming up with a list of songs, developing the story, writing the storyboard shooting and then finally my favorite part…Editing. As the month drew on, everyone started losing hope in our idea and slowly forgot about it, however much I tried to remind them.
Disappointed, I dismissed them and forgot about the whole thing. Coincidentally, on the night before the competition, my good friend Ravi comes up to me and asks me whether I know how to edit…He tells me about some people wanting someone who can edit videos…so I reluctantly say yes as I don’t knw those people and I finally end up editing all night sitting at the Archi foyer…I although cannot deny the fact that I had fun…
So the end product lies below, check it out…
Busy Bee!
Hey, so…I’ve been busy.
The past few weeks I have had the lowest amount of sleep ever…I have been goofing around a lot…
As I have decided to help out the astronomy club (decision accompanied by a fair amount of interest for that subject), I had to finish my share of work for the workshop. I was to help finish the play that everyone had put up at the workshop on the last the prior to the Night Sky watching session which was tragically cancelled due to unwanted cloud cover.
The astronomy club workshop gave way to the revels where we saw a lot of enthusiastic participation, although not enough to change my view on manipal culture where the aim in everyone’s life seems to tend towards getting drunk and wasted…no offence…
Anyways, the western Battle of the Bands was gut busting as a handful of the bands that participated were actually good. All hail Sandmonkey…
Also, Sanchit, a good friend of mine, was also bassing for a first-year band I had all the more reason to go see the gig…which turned out to be the best evening out of the four revels threw at us.
The following day I had to accompany Atul Pandey on the Keyboard…we were playing a popular hindi song called Toh Phir Aao…we rocked and came third…
The night of the next day I spent editing one of the entries to Lights camera action which ended up second in the competition…
what else….
I am sitting right now at home, in Delhi passing time writing a blog post after a long time….
And I think I am gonna crash cause the night is getting to me
Goodnight…
Bloody Hell!!!
Engadget…posted this…
“Rest assured, we’ve seen some wicked frickin’ lasers in our day, but apparently, even the two-kilowatt rendition that heats coffee in mere seconds can’t hold a candle
ray of light to HERCULES. Intentionally named in all caps by University
of Michigan gurus in order to highlight its awesomeness, said laser
contains 300 terawatts of power (or 300 times the capacity of the
entire US electricity grid) and could “help scientists develop better
proton and electron beams for radiation treatment of cancer.” Still, we
can’t help but conclude with UMich’s own description of this
masterpiece: “If you could hold a giant magnifying glass in space and
focus all the sunlight shining toward Earth onto one grain of sand,
that concentrated ray would approach the intensity of [HERCULES].” Damn.”
Weird
A couple of minutes back I was browsing on orkut and saw Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel sitting there on the corner of the webpage. I decided to give the two great artists a visit. I wonder still how I was introduced to them and all the other artists I listen to…well I have a weird, rather unconventional taste for music. You don’t expect a 18 year old guy to listen to the likes of The Beatles, Simon and Garfunkel, Queen and Billy Joel, do you?
So how did I start? The credit seems to go to my aunt, whom I frequently call AC, and one of my best friends Rohit. I started off with music on my aunt’s music collection I shared it completely with Rohit, whose frequency of thought matches with mine a lot. So the both of us started listening to those 1500 songs a lot and then we would share our observations and tastes with each other. More often than not, we would want to share the same song and we would end up listening to it for hours at a time. Something similar happened to That Thing You Do by The Wonders.
another intriguing story takes me back to Pachmarhi in Madhya Pradesh. Seven of us friends saddled up and left with our fellow school mates to this crud land as we came to call it later (crud signifying shit). One evening in Pachmarhi, I felt the happiness surround me and I still carry a mental picture of that moment with me all the time. The sun was about to set when Abhishek(another one of my crazy friends), Rohit and I, sat on a bench next to a lake and had a couple of earphones buried in our ears. The song was a piano solo by Yanni called In the Morning Light. I still go and listen to that song when I am reminded of everyone in Delhi.
Funny, eh, how music can affect your life so much that you cannot live without it for even a week! Hell, my face is not worthy of expressing what I feel, believe me I carry a straight emotionless face whatever be the situation, but I vent out all the emotion once I let go of my hands on black and white…
So be it. Don’t expect me to let go of my keyboard for quite a while now…that goes specially for those who hate my taste of music and what I play…
I love college!!!
Hey,
after a long while of college is shit…and why do I have to face these prof.s again and again I finally got to know college the way it’s supposed to be done…
you know it is the complete and utter vella panti and time paas that gives college the status it deserves…
Now a bit about MIT…well I have come to like this place because of a few intangible reasons…not for materialistic ones that serve the baser passions of men in MIT…my life here circulates here on learning as much as possible from as many people as possible…as a matter of fact, I think I have someone who can beat me hands on at whatever I am good at…Studies for once isin’t in the competition…I have tried my hands on the piano and I was told I was pretty good…but then I was destined to find people who could bloody play 5 instruments fluently and I was to succumb to them…but I keep cool I still carry the same passion for music I did before now under the guidance of a fellow student (whose advice I seldom follow…hehe). This place has offered me something or the other to keep my mind off things, keep my hands dirty and my mind working overtime…
God I love this place…
Think…
Tonight I was just reading a friend’s blog and well he put me in a mood for some constructive criticism…well that and also the incident I witnessed this evening. Well today was my first visit to the police station alone. My aim was to try and find out whether they had recovered my lost phone. As I entered the place I saw a local wearing a clima-cool adiddas T-shirt and siting there on the bench all stressed up…I reckoned he had commited a felony and had been caught. The Station officer who was sitting right there on his Desk called the man to ask him a couple of questions…the man walked towards him and then embraced him in a fit of affection asking the officer to let him go. I found this extremely strange untill I saw what the local held in his left hand. He wanted to bribe the officer.
At first the Officer tried to push him off. I felt happy…there is atleast some good in this world. Alas, I was wrong, after a while the Officer gave in and took the bribe but he wasn’t still satisfied so in his own way he went on asking for more…!
Now, I have a question to ask…
Do you really think there is any good left in this world…or have we become so materialistic that in every situation we have to seek the path of maximum gain? Is money so important that we need to forget the laws set by us for our own good?
I think we need to now forget our differences and work towards a greater good, towards peace and try to save what we have left…
