Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Life and Lyrics!

Listening to Loud Pipes by Ratatat, thinking about the man with his museum of candles, the Man with his prison of windows, the Woman selling paan on the street, the Cat walking across the wall with its twin, the Wall with shards of glass on top... Ironic how all of this can be connected! What if the man breaks his window and puts the broken glass on the wall to prevent trespassing. Trespassing on the secret gardens? Ironic. Hunter becoming the hunted, and as The White Stripes say - The hunted became the huntress, The hunter became the prey....

It all comes back, round and round. The thoughts and kaleidoscopes. Kaleidoscopes of mirrors and broken glasses. Like memories and troubled feelings. Then the long drawn chase to search the antibiotic for insanity. To ultimately procure the elixir, to explicitly soothe the open wounds and bind the torn fibers that act as tourniquets.

Esoteric, to each its own! to each his own! Ownership rights and fights for individual rights! Tricky world, Complex Web. The spider is really a superb architect!

What about logic, rationality, normality? Then what about Questions, Feelings, What-Ifs?

Feel the electricity flow, light up the lamp and radiating darkness! As ironical as it may sound, eyes tend to do that! They see what they want to see, Juxtapose situations how they like to, solve a puzzle from any set of exclusive factual pieces.

And the Silence! the ever orchestral silence singing in chorus and the myriad conflicting emotions like every instrument in the colossal concert of life. Concert besides the flowing river! The river so tunneled by the banks, but eroding the bank in return...

Music and Memories, Songs and Sights, Instruments and Melodies... Life and Lyrics!

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