Thoughts of the day

Daytime scribblings while desperately trying not to get bored -

I'm a free bird, one day I'd fly away
But as I touch the heights of sky, maybe I'd come your way...

...If the wind is strong and the wings don't last
i'd touch the lands you dwell, we'll make the moment swell

but at that time i'd have to let you know,

that one day i'd fly away
but maybe i'd come your way

Read during the day, an epitaph of a man who challenged convention-

"Here i lie in my final condition
Let it be said, I tested tradition"

India and Game Development?

I found this article to be very insightful -

http://www.businessworldindia.com/aug0204/invogue01.asp

A note regarding implicitness

This was written in a completely different context, but I think it holds a universal relevance -

During the cold war, US devised a mid size naval missile that, if unsuccessful in exploding when it hit the target, quickly had its outer shell dissolved in the water and the inner stuff all disintegrated, so that no one shall be able to prove that they ever launched it. Implicitness is like that missile, just that its more dangerous. You can use it to mean anything, and then you can later
easily prove it meant nothing.

So as a matter of policy; in matters of little significance, accept implicit gestures. But in matters of significant interest, be EXPLICIT.

Rock and Ghazals ?

This has been in my mind for some time now. Rock Music and Ghazals. It's hard to even keep them together in the same sentence; but I say they share a lot of things. Both are lyrics-centric; both are considered to be "alternative", and have spanwned entire cultures.

So one's slow and smooth and hardly ever has a beat attached, while the other utilizes electrically powered and decibel pumping instruments to put its point across; but the passion of the vocalist, and the captivation of the audience; is identical.

As an experimental point in case, consider this phrase from a Mirza Ghalib (who else) ghazal -

"Ragon mein daudte firne ke hum nahin kaayal,
jo aankh hi se na nikla wo lahoo kya hai"

Lets do a simple conversion to english-

"I'm not a fan of flowing in the veins,
if it ain't falling from the eyes, it ain't blood."

Could this not easily be part of a heavy rock song?

Perhaps it's that our different environments shape us in different ways, moulding the ways we react to stimuli and express our emotions. But do we feel different? Sure, all of us feel differently for different things, but cannot two people feel similarly for two entirely separate things?

Yes. That is what keeps us as a single race. Our common feelings. And in this world of infinite permutations, we can sometimes find instances of two completely unrelated occurences joined by the strong fabric of human feelings.

And hence, in strange and unexpected ways, do the separate strings of cultures and civilizations meet.

AJ's Life

This comment to my last post was just too good to not have a post dedicated to it -

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From Aman:

My life is something as...

It is when you are invited for a dinner to some place, and you find one dish in the meal is really disgusting. You eat it or gobble it fast so that you can enjoy the rest of the meal. But your host thinks (out of the things) that you liked that dish more. And you get another serving there.

"My life is, that distasteful dish that I am trying to gobble up fast and someone out there, my host, is not letting me finish it so that I can enjoy later."

I am gonna throw it on that hosts face one day.

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So there it is, the best comment I have ever had the pleasure to read.

Life is saucy

I was having a discussion with a very good friend of mine, Aman, and it was midway through it that we hit on this topic - What is the flavor of life? The question is impossible to answer at one instant of time; for life can , and does, taste differently at different times. It's sweet, bitter, spicy, bland and a lot of other tastes, probably a different one for every moment we live.

But if I ask you, what will your life taste when you mix up all the flavors it ever took for you? All those sweet muffins mixed with the crunches and the crushes, the spicy curries and the bread toasts?

Well if I were asked the question, I'd say absolutely Saucy.