Does this merit a title? Fuck

Ever wondered how talented we are? True, we watch Cricket, follow F1, love all soccer players who don "7" jersey. We include "Music" when we are asked to fill the Hobbies section in innumerable forms. I wonder if Mick Jagger does the same.

The point is, when one realises the lack of talent in oneself at a stray moment, all pretensions of being the top dick at work or even in bed melts down to one factual bit - Mediocracy !!!!

Hate being in the statistically majority group, always, unless we are talking of soemthing that can end up a pain in the wrong end..you know what I mean. Sometimes, fate couldn't be worse than not doing anything to someone but leave them alone. No pain, No gain. Fuck the feeling.

Fuck! Again!

Terminal flirt

Is the illness my imagination or it is being played out for real?

"Zardari woos World Leaders". " pakistan is committed to peace". "Our 'neighbours' should cease troop movement' across the LOC. " Such things happen in large cities".

While I hold my finger up in disgust, nuke these gentlemen, George!!!

Wrong tagging

It'd be an understatement if I said the Television was in one mode - ON, for almost the whole of 3 days. The balance from life was tilted heavily and the sinking feeling from collective despair was very real and very oppressing. Lessons learnt:

• "Global axis of terror" is not a figment of George .W. Bush's imagination. It is what caused the 60 hour seige in Mumbai. India's location fix on the world terror map is an improvement over being Pakistan's favorite hunting ground.

• There is no reason to believe the same won't happen again. Israel has been living with this problem of "Symphonic" terror attack for ages. So are Kashmiris for decades. So will the rest of India.

• Indian leaders either don't have the nerve to stick up for the people or they are milder versions of the terrorists. The jury is out on who is better.

Largely speaking, knee-jerk reaction to the seige has been all out for everything from having NSG units in all states to perhaps having a liason with Israel for joint action on "counter terrorism". I really think this will all pass in a week's time and Mumbai will be back to being "Resilient, Maximum, and Bollywood". Lives lost are numbers. To be forgotten. To be referred in past-tense, always. They have no bearing on the Present. Not in Mumbai, Not in India.

Salute the brave one's who weathered this inspite of personal loss of life and property.

I am tired of this bullshit, the ineveitable blame games that have started even before the pyres have been lit for the dead, the famed "Indian forgetfullness" and thoughtlessness that help forget the tragedy. Peace

Encore

An uncalled for apology to start the post. The title might suggest a huge readership worthy of some of the illustrious bloggers around. It is NOT the case here. I've created this space in delibrate fashion to reap whatever is part of my second coming to Blogging. Considering it a right in a sense that is more logical than a coerced effort to be heard, maybe I will start writing here. Again.

Search this space for current updates. You will be dissapointed. Looking for my take on the same won't help your cause. Expecting me to mirror a societal section will leave you destroyed. This will be a "landing" in your respective forays for interesting wordscapes on the web. You will die happy.

Smoker's are welcome, btw.

Frank Zappa Recall

It is with a strange fascination I begin the first post on this blog. Due credit must be given to Zappa and his antics down the years. The last thing I want people is to be dismissive of this astute social critic whose rise as a musician was secondary to his role as an avant-garde composer of some of the finest songs that bridge different musical genres. Having said this, I am fully aware that all of you who might read this piece are entitled to opinions that may border on similar or entirely diferent and difficult lines. Who cares?

Music, like football has the spread to bring out varied emotions in people cutting across generations, geographies and social standings. Subcategories complicate the audience mix. Yet, both are bound by a strong common factor in that people have their favourites. Not all teams are liked. Not all bands are idolised. Within a limited space, adulation counts and so does the spirit behind it. So, let us enjoy the music, while it lasts.

This is a very banal piece that had no clear objective. By my own admission you shouldn't be reading what I write. But stick around and you may find a voice that you can identify with, and hope, was your own. This is my little space and you are most welcome to board for a while when life sickens you and any crutch will do.

For more.....watch this space.

Cheers!