Eddie's World

Phase Shifting

2011-10-24T11:03:00.001+05:30

One warm night in July, about two decades ago, I caught a train from Gauhati and head for the strange land of Delhi. I got onto the wrong coach and ended up spending an hour in a totally dark compartment with my clothes soaked with sweat. Finally I managed to make my way to my allotted seat and spent the next 48 hours in a first class compartment. Travelling in AC seemed like a luxury those days and so my only refuge against the searing heat was a towel that kept drying even though I tried my best to keep it moist.
Delhi station (I later realized that it was Old Delhi Railway Station) seemed alien at the time. Cold, despite the heat, dark, despite the lighting and silent despite the crowds that were thronging it at that time of night. The smells were unrecognizable. I didn’t know which direction to head in. Thankfully I had someone with whom I was travelling so things were taken care of. I headed off to my destination in what can only be described as a truck that had definitely seen better days. I did reach my destination though.
The next two decades passed in a blur. I learnt to find my way around the city. I realized that I had a sense of direction. I was able to figure out ways to reach a place much better than others could. I realized that I knew a lot more Geography than the average Delhiite. Where was I from? “Shillong” and no that is not in Sri Lanka you dumb nut. It is in the North East of India, the same country you live in. I know I look like a “Chinki” but did you know that you look like the back of a Rhinopotamosaur?
I got cheated…a lot and that is simply because I was too trusting. Now I don’t trust anyone at all. This place has a strange way of turning you into this cynical monster. Someone who is always alert for the next prankster. I have met many on my journey through this place who have tried (and some of them have succeeded) to get the better of me. One thing I did promise myself and that was to ensure that I was not dragged down into the depths of despair, into the labyrinth that this city holds in its underbelly, into the tentacles that so want to envelope you and wrap you up in the warm deathly embrace.
I always thought I was comfortable with the heat and I was. Just that this wasn’t heat. It was hell. I came to realize, however, that there was something reassuring about this hell. This came to be my city, a place I began to call home, a place I began to feel comfortable in, a place that provided me with shelter, with knowledge, with sights and sounds that at one point of time felt alien to me and that I now felt one with. I found joy within the sorrow, I found peace within the chaos, I found tranquility within all the turmoil, I found love amongst the hatred and I found a new life building within the ruins.
There are so many memories that have been etched into my being. Memories that have shaped the way I think, the way I perceive things, the way I behave, the way I speak, what I eat and the kind of music I listen to. There was this one time where I was pretty stoned and was listening to Megadeth lying in bed. I can still hear the crowd, I can still feeling the power of the music. I can still see myself on stage shredding away. Those were the days. I remember my first accident. The fright, the pain,…..the blur. I remember the little idiosyncrasies of my friends. Those who are still around, and those whom time has taken further away. There were days of bliss and fulfillment but there were also days of pain and anguish. Some days I thought I would never get through but here I am. Stronger, wiser and happy to have weathered the storm.
As time went by, I came to build a world of my own. A world that not everyone was allowed into, a world that was sacred to me, a world I protected fiercely. This was nothing more than a defence against the threats that surrounded me. Let’s not get into what those threats were. They were just there.
As I take another major step in my life, I look back with more fondness than with regret on my life. I am happy I am taking this step ahead and also happy to have spent my life doing the things I did. Yes there are regrets, but they seem distant and the memories seem to fade with time.
I leave with a heavy heart, with a hope for the future, with the wishes of friends who I know wish me well. I leave behind prejudices that I formed about the place, about the people and their attitude and way of life. I leave with a ton of memories. Some of those memories will stay with me till the end of time, others that might be refreshed with certain clues.
What the future holds, only time will tell and I wait for what it has to offer me eagerly.

Chapters

2010-10-07T20:43:00.003+05:30

Ok so one day, it all comes together and things fall into place and everything in the world seems to be happening at the right time to you and in the right proportion. The days seem so bright and the nights seem so......so....... I don't know, they just seem great. And then one afternoon....you wake up!
Yeah exactly. That is exactly how it happens to you. So then you decide to shake it all off and sweep it all under the rug and gather the pieces of your shattered life. You look back even though you never want to and realize that all the mistakes you've made so far are the ones you firmly resolved not to make. And so the story carries on you resolve never to make those mistakes again.
That's Chapter 2 for you. Chapter 3 consists of looking at the various options open to you and after you have spent those many seconds brooding over them, you figure that you need to look for more options. Chapter 4? Not so soon. You take a second and third and maybe a fourth glance at those "numerous" options just to make sure you haven't missed any of them only to realize that what you thought was 3 options was actually 1.
Fast forward to Chapter 7. This is when you realize that there are more things in life than just money and other worldy pleasures. This is when you realize that you are more than just a bunch of atoms glued together. This is when you realize that there is more to this heartless soul than meets the eye. There is a desire deep within you. A fire that burns silently yet constantly urging you on, pushing you without you knowing it. Feeding you when you most need it and hardly realize it. nurturing your soul when you least care for it.
Chapter 7a. You come to the conclusion that it is important for you to do something to satifsy this urge. This fire, this desire, this thing, this so called being within you. So you drop everything else that you are doing and begin to follow this path which you hope will lead you to satisfaction. Not physical, not financial, not spiritual and definitely social. This is something that is more deep rooted than you can explain to yourself...let alone anyone else.
Chapter 34. You're at the beginning of this path and for one last time you look behind and wonder about all the things that could have been. The good, the bad and the horrible. Life leads us through various paths, teaching us all the way. Mixed feelings overwhelm me as I look to the path ahead.............

Adieu

2010-08-21T19:50:00.002+05:30

Ok, so it has been a while since my last post and I haven't been regular at blogging and yeah I'm drunk and yeah what's worse is that there are a million things running through my seemingly expanding head at the moment. But is that enough reason to let the world go and not hang on? I desperately want to hang on. Whether it is for that iota of semblance, or for the glimpse of reality in my world clouded with illusion.

The last few days, no weeks, was it months......hang on it seems like my entire life has been a blur. Has work been keeping me busy? I wish! Have other extra curricular activites been hogging the limelight in the small stage I like to call life? Well yes and no. Yes they have and no I don't want to believe that.

I don't want to believe that for the simple reason that I hate it when someone else or something else has control over things that I want to have control over. Will you just let destiny be where it is supposed to be and not bring it into the damn pciture here? I hate it when I realize I have been had and there is nothing I can do about it. I hate it when that damn guy swerves across my path and then slows down. I hate it when I am not able to get that note. I hate it when there isn't too much to hate but I still want to hate something more.

So then I tell myself that life is not all that bad and that things are better than you think and blah blah blah........Oh shut the .....up! I guess you know the feeling when you think everything is under control but in reality, nothing is. There are days when you feel that the sky is falling on your head or that the trees are caving in on you or that the silence around you is getting deafening. And then someone does something to dispel all your notions.

You have been building these castles in your head for sometime now and then one day, you find another one being built right next to yours and you have nothing to do with it. Unfortunately that castle seems so much better and structured than yours ever did. So you drop everything that you were doing and proceed to visit that castle only to find it locked.

So you're back to square one and it's just another day listening to the voices in your head telling you that the choices you made were the best for you and that it is time to look ahead and forget about the past.

So future....here I come. So long everything else.

Pot Pourri

2010-07-27T20:14:00.004+05:30

Many many moons ago, when our mother earth shook, the time had come for one to go the temple of the king :) Just that there was no temple and there was no king. It had all be annihilated in the great drought. There was plenty of water around but there was a drought.....a drought of sensibility, a drought of coherence, a drought of tranquility, peace and calm and whatever!
As the years rolled by, when things seemed to turn back to normal, there came the big flood. This time there was more water than required. What remained constant was chaos and agony and pain!
As I struggle to decide what is right and what is wrong, I am bombarded by answers. Yes answers! Did anyone wonder if answers were not the solution to your problem? Well trust me they are not! They just leave you more confused. The plethora of information that engulfs you seems to go on endlessly, drowning youin a sea of thought.
It seems like just yesterday I was unwrapping a present from Santa and today I am digging a grave for what I hope was some semblance of a dream. It all seemed so real, but then who decides what is real and what isn't. We leave it to fate. "Fate"! The word I hate so much because it seems to rob me of the one thing that I crave for.............."Control". Control over my actions, control over my thoughts, control over my feelings, control over my life.....over my destiny.
We all are faced with situations where we feel we have total control only to realize that nothing is and ever was and will be in our control. Am I leaning towards fate, destiny, fortune......karma.
In the recent past, I have been surrounded by confusion, regret, anger, sadness, pain, desire, desperation, frustration, discontent, revenge, love, forgiveness, acceptance........do you really want me to go on? No matter what, with all these emotions thrown at me from all directions, it is easy to get lost in the maze and fall prey to any one of them.
As I absorb the notes of "Whispering a prayer", I silently pray that clarity dawns on all of us and brings us to that one tranquil moment where we will find redemption.

With credit to Orianthi........

2010-05-16T21:22:00.001+05:30

I feel so alone, Cant seem to find my out of this lone?
No, it don't seem right
I didn't have a chance to say goodbye.

In this this silent space, I close my eyes I can hear you say
That it's alright, but my world's such an empty place tonight.
Cause I know that, it's all part of life.

I wish I had the chance to say goodbye, yeah I still miss you.
It's so hard to see through the tears I've cried.
Yeah, I still need you.
Cause I don't want to, if I don't have to ever let you go.
The longest I'll hold on. God only knows.

As the time goes by, it gets a little easier to smile.
No I'll never forget everything that you said.
You said its alright, it's all part of life.

I wish I had the chance to say goodbye, yeah I still miss you.
It's so hard to see through the tears I've cried.
Yeah, I still need you.
Cause I don't want to, if I don't have to ever let you go.
The longest I'll hold on. God only knows.

The lights above you will never fade if you keep looking up
Right around there is a better place if you believe in love.
Cause I know that, it's all part of life.

The next day

2010-04-26T18:38:00.003+05:30

So you wake up the next morning and find out that Santa visited you the night before. Were you expecting Christmas to come around the corner? Did you hang your stockings out by mistake? Did it snow last night? Are your dreams finally coming true? Ok whatever the reason, it all boils down to what he left you. How did he know what you wanted? Did he sneak into your thoughts and figure out what you needed....leave alone what you wanted. Did someone in the great beyond write a note to him? Ok, the next step.......you get around to opening the gift.

Let's not spoil the wrapping. Enticing inch by inch you slowly unwrap the package savoring the sights, sounds, smells and feeling of the whole experience. As you keep going, you find yourself wishing that this package contains something that you have been longing for all this while, something that you thought was never possible, something that you secretly longed for but dare not admit, even to yourself.

Did you ever wake up one morning and feel a new day is dawning? Did you ever feel that something has happening to your world, something you want to have control over but don't? Did you ever look at the mirror and see a whole different you staring back, someone you have missed for a long time? Did you ever walk the beaten path and feel everything but beaten? Did you ever find something you never realized you had ever lost? Did you ever just be.....?

Life is a roller coaster as always and more often than not, it seems like gravity is pulling you down. What we don't think about is that it pulls you down even when you are going up. The question is how far up do you have to go for it to stop having an effect?

Stillness in Time

2010-04-21T12:43:00.002+05:30

An arbitrary thought about Past, Present and Future..

Past — an autumn dusk yielding and placid

With a breeze that moans somberly.

Present — emerald and florid mist

Where a little bird sits assembling its clout to grow and take flight.

Future — sea underneath a clear sun

A powerful, magnificent, alluring sea

Extending beyond perpetuity.

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A day

2010-04-18T15:07:00.003+05:30

So one day you wake up and decide that you are going to set everything right in your world and that nothing is going to affect you the way it has so far and blah blah blah. However by the time you get to the pot, you realize that there were way more things bothering you than you thought in the first place. So much for planning and deep thought......so you put aside planning and try to concentrate on thinking harder and more coherently. By the time you're ready to start your day, you figure that, thinking isn't doing you any good either so you just decide to take things as they come and resolve to not let the things that have affected you so far, affect you anymore. For instance, just because that car overtook you when you were doing 70 doesn't mean that you go up to 90 to show him who's the boss....well by the time you have reached your destination, you realize that you've done it more than once.
So you resolve once more to ensure that you keep your emotions under control. The seconds pass by and before you know it, it been more than a minute. Phew! You managed to get through that pretty easily,...now all we have to do is get through the rest of the day. Sounds promising! Ok let me take that back, I managed to survive a lot longer than one minute, I think it was nearly 10. Having said that, you realize that it is time that you get on with the more mundane activities of the day. Only then does it dawn upon you that there is something missing. Missing? from where? From your life of course you dumbass.... Ever think about where you get your life from? Yeah I know your Mom gave birth to you and all that but what keeps you going? There is a source of.......i don't know what to call it.....but it's a source. When you cut yourself off from the source, you just don't manage to live life the way you normally do, or the way you want to and to top it all off, you don't always come to know that you've cut yourself off from the source or that the source is no longer providing you with.........whatever it does. So after thinking about the various sources in your life and how they have played their roles, it is lunch time.
Afternoons are normally filled with drowsiness and that just gets you thinking even more.......by the time the evening comes and dusk falls, you are so tired of thinking so much that you just decide to throw it all out of the window. What you haven't figured out so far is that to decide something, is as good as saying that I can't do anything about it.
Night falls and you feel kinda secure in the darkness, wonder why? Does it hide your faults, does it hide your apprehensions, your failures, your fears, your guilt, sadness, emptiness, longing, aspirations, desires........the list can go on.
As you lie in bed, thinking (again) of life and all that it has to offer and how you would like it to be, you once again come to the conclusion that there isn't much control you have over it. You would love to have control over it, but life doesn't always give you what you want. It's like it plays a sadistic game with you wanting to see how long you last. No matter how much you hate it, you put yourself down for the night hoping that you manage to stick to one of your resolutions the next day..........Good night.

Magical moments

2010-01-23T17:33:00.001+05:30

So you reach and cross the crossroads and then take a step down and then realize that the battle you've been fighting all along has been a futile one because you're fighting it against yourself. So you trudge along and enter a new year that is seemingly filled with new dreams, new hopes and new aspirations. Screw all that. It's sex drugs and rock and roll all the way.....just kidding! So back to new hopes, new dreams and new aspirations. What they fill you with a sense of misleading fulfillment because in the real world, those dreams never turn to reality, those hopes are never realized and those aspirations are never met. So you're back to square one. Sounds really depressing isn't it? Well on the other hand, look on the other side of the pasture where the grass seems greener....yessss that lush crop of events in your life that that brought you to this juncture where you have surpassed various hurdles only to be met by bigger ones that seemed unsurmountable at first but then were passed with relative ease. Did I say lush crop....hold on, it wasn't a lush crop, it was a desert of cacti. So in fact, what you thought was a lush crop, was actually nothing of the sort and that you were better of in the first place with what you had. So the battle continues on and there you are at the forefront of things.
Someone at some point of time asked me what is the one thing that sparks off an entry on this blog and I said inspiration. Inspiration that comes from within me or from somewhere outside. During the past few months, I have had more than my fair share of inspiration but never actually got down to writing anything because the inspiration was incomplete, it was there but not quite, it seemed mixed up and all over the place. And then finally, one day everything magically falls back into place, even it is for a few blissful moments. It is like all those little sparks put together were no match for this one spark that seems like sun has risen at night lighting up your dark world.
We all go through this sometime and I'm sure you will agree when I say that even though all good times seem to last a very short time, their effects last longer. I know that I have been able to remember them as if they were just yesterday.
Looking at the other side of the coin, I must acknowledge that there are those times in our lives that leave us with such a bitter taste in our mouths that it feels like you just want to create some sort of a time capsule and travel to a world that is far away, some sort of a fairy tale where no one can reach you. But we all know that such a thing is not possible and so we sit and brood over all that has happened and wish and hope that things will change but little do we realize that we are the only ones that can change it. Some of us find the strength to try, the lucky ones actually manage to do succeed and some don't but then there are others who aren't able to try for various reasons and they sink back into their world of gloom and darkness. Little do they realize that their world is so steeped with sadness or it's cousins that they get comfortable with it and to me that is the last straw.
Look around you, the world is beautiful, your world is beautiful and filled with magical moments. Moments that will last a lifetime, moments for us to cherish forever, moments that give us memories that no one in this world can take away from us, not even time......well maybe only death. I thank those of you who have been responsible for creating those magical moments in my life. They will be cherished and longed for till the day I die.

A step down

2009-10-30T21:27:00.003+05:30

So after reaching the crossroads and having apparently crossed it with relative ease, I have reached what I can only describe as the undescribeable junction. The Crossroads pale in comparison to what lies ahead of me. Yeah yeah I know.....that's how life is and we learn as we grow and blah blah and yada yada. But who the fish is gonna guide me through this? The same force, person, entity or being who did the last time? Was there someone who did guide me through, was it my own doing, was there some evil thing that was helping me through what could only be perceived as hell only to go from the frying pan to the fire.
What happens to you when the one controlling force in your life is suddenly missing? What happens when that one part of your life is no longer present and you are left to fend for yourself? let me stress upon the fact that this is all a perception and may or may not actually be true in the real world. Kinda reminds me of The Matrix. Well getting back to what I was saying, Chaos, disorder, bedlam, confusion, disarray and turmoil reign supreme. Pain, anger, angst, frustration, torment, anguish and many more of their cousins knock on all the doors of your mind simultaneously in what can only be called a cacophony (I hope Marty and Jason forgive me)
What do you do to guide you through this phase? What do you think will actually get you through, will you actually get through, what lies on the other side? Is there another fire waiting, or is it even worse?
Time will tell and so will this blog...........

Hourglass

2009-10-03T06:02:00.003+05:30

Expectation and the waiting.. How tormenting that distress it is!

Counting fractions of seconds as you look forward to the shades in the skies to bow into your wish, imploring in lame anxiety for hours to evaporate without cognition, evading the calm desolation that’s sneaking into your soul with a raw belief in heart and a sardonic beam. Time seems to be stirring its longest moment and waiting seems like the most tedious component of life.
At times I do doubt - why is that the yearning or the waiting for something, is so powerful a feeling than the accomplishment of the wish? Why do those desires for something and hope of many nothings twinge so much in heart even when the cognizant mind does recognize that the completion may not bring about complete contentment? Why is it that the charming thud of hope never equates the contentment of the achievement?

Life appears to be on spin, wedged in scuttle amidst the drifting sand in the hourglass.

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Crossroads

2009-09-28T20:09:00.005+05:30

"This morning I made the call, the one that ends it all...hanging up I wanted to cry, but dammit this well's gone dry". So sang Dave Mustaine in "Tornado of souls". Natalie Maines sang "It's been two long years now, since the top of the world came crashing down" in "Taking the long way". Well I haven't made no call and it hasn't been two years since the world came crashing down but I kinda identify with the lyrics.

There are times in each of our lives when we reach the so called "crossroads", when the time comes to make a decision, when you wish that this time would never had come, when every nerve strains to try and evade the situation, when the fear of a wrong decision envelops you, when you just don't have the strength to take that decision, when everything seems to close in on you and all the forces of nature seem to be against you, when you're so alone, your head is your home.

There are time in our lives when we are so distracted by things around us that we forget that the on thing that will keep us happy is just being able to be. The urge to reach in and bring out that person is so overwhelming at times that we find it hard to resist. But then again, when you try to do that, you realize that you're at the "crossroads".

Why does this time have to be so difficult, what makes things appear tougher than they maybe, who will provide a solution to this, where do you end up after this, how will things turn out, when will this all come to an end? The frustration, anxiety, sadness, fear, doubt and angst surround you not only during the time you're awake but also during your slumber. You try and search for a light at the end of the tunnel but there is none, the light in the window is a crack in the sky. Time seems to drag, sounds echo in your hollow being, vision is clouded by the mist of doubt and nothing seems right.

We all reach this phase at some point in our lives in varying degrees of intensity, we all have to deal with it to be able to proceed further in our existence, some of us don't get past, most of us hope we will and the lucky ones actually make it through.

Good luck to me!!!!

Evolution

2009-08-25T21:17:00.003+05:30

All species on this earth evolve. The law of natural selection allows evolution to progress positively. We humans have obviously evolved over time...... but what happens to an individual? Evolution is normally understood to be a process that shows its effects over millenia. What happens to an individual? Is it possible for an individual to evolve over a lifetime? Most scientists would say no and to be honest I would have to agree, but because I am the master on Planet Eddie, I will go ahead and tweak the truth slightly to say that an individual does evolve over a lifetime. However, the law of natural selection does not apply in this case. We don't always evolve for the better. Let me touch one of the aspects of evolution that I feel I have gone through. It would take pages to dwell on all of them.
My mind brings back childhood memories of me enraptured by my father's ability to play various instruments. I also remembering trying to hold that guitar which seemed to be larger than me. Childhood passed by with me giving up the idea of indulging in musical excellence. Then came the time when I decided to put my pudgy fingers to the keyboards. The moment of glory came when I played the school anthem on sports day. By the however, I had moved on to the guitar! After watching my peers, elders and others display their skills on the instrument, I decided it was time for me to leave the keyboard in the cupboard and change the strings of the guitar.
Early influences ranged from the 70's to GNR, from Scorpions to Megadeth. The one fateful day, the sounds of "Passion and Warfare" came wafting into my ears and I never turned back. She has been there for me whenever I have wanted and I have managed to express my feelings through her whether it was elation or sorrow. I would try my best to put my thoughts into notes, so much so that I was able to hear words in notes. The evolution certainly seemed to be happening. A few highs that came in the form of public performances did exist but the soul of it lay in the journey that was being undertaken.
Then came a lull in activity mainly due to the fact that there was nothing that actually required me to join hands with any of my fellow guitarists and keep the fire burning. Having said that I must say that there were various instances of solitude and expression. Instances that I would use to speak to myself, instances that would not indicate anything in particular. I felt stagnant in a sense. There was no sense of achievement of evolving as a musician.
After a break of nearly ten years, I finally met someone to relive the old days with only to find that I had moved on much further than I had thought. Please note that I do not say that I had improved as a musician, I had moved on. Influences in my early years had shaped the way I percieve music as a whole and even though there are various influences around me now, they do not seem to have gotten through this thick skull and almost deaf ears now. The evolution seemed to have been complete.

Windows

2009-08-01T07:41:00.002+05:30

There are so many things that grab our attention as we tread through life. Some big, some small, some significant, some not so significant, some exciting, some mundane, some simple and some sinister. One of the things that attracts me are "Windows"!
They could be of varied shapes, sizes, colors and degrees of ornateness. What normally catches my attention first is the sparkle. When you see them, they speak back to you, using a language that is not always easy to understand. Some of them are extremely expressive and tell of a story behind them. A story of sadness, of a laughter filled life, of mischief, of simplicity......i could go on. They really speak to me.
Over the past few days, I was specially enamoured by this particular set, which inspired me to put my thoughts down. At times, they are troubled, at times they are carefree. Sometimes there is scepticism that comes through, and sometimes it is this enormous degree of confidence. There are times when it is happiness and at time it is sorrow. Sometimes it is regret which changes a moment later to rebellion. They are piercing and seem to peer deep into my own depths...which is, I must admit, an unsettling feeling. It doesn't matter to me whether they are done up or bare, they are still beautiful. It tugs at my heart strings to see them steeped in sadness or despair, to find them telling a tale of depression or confusion. On the other hand, it feels like I can share in the elation or astonishment they display when they come across something nice.
Why is it that they speak to me, what is it that I hear, why is it that I think I understand what they are saying, how is that possible.........what the hell is going on?
Did I ever tell you that your eyes are the windows to your soul.............

Bonds

2009-07-25T20:43:00.001+05:30

Ok so let me go ahead and make this post a little different from the earlier ones. For all you mortals out there, this one is gonna be easy on you.The highlight since the last post has been the SEPPA meet. So there I am as punctual as ever, looking for "the cottage" at 7:30pm and a hot and humid evening at the Delhi Gymkhana Club. Once I find it, I also find that there are very few people there. Not surprising to me, after all we all believe in IST. Since I don't know too many of them, I park myself on one of the chairs in front of this huge fan and hope that boredom doesn't kill me. Well boredom doesn't but the humidity nearly does. After what felt like an hour, a few others (I had no idea who) enter the arena. That's when I decide that the rest of the evening is gonna be a disaster and I should just make a graceful exit as soon as I possibly can. Well things turned out a little differently and the rest of the evening was a memorable one.We all form bonds with one another during our lifetime. Some covalent and others ionic......just kidding.... Some bonds are formed over great lengths of time and some are formed in a instant, and the length of time it takes to form a bond has nothing to do with its strength or durability. There are various factors that go into forming a bond. An Alma Mater, similar interests, blood relations, work or simply love.There are some bonds that you don't mind breaking, there are others you can't do without. It's like your life depended on them. What amazes me is the ease with which some bonds are created while there are others which never strengthen no matter how hard you try. What is even more amazing is the strength of bonds that get created without you realizing it.To sum it all up, I had a blast of a time and look forward to the next one. Of course somewhere deep within, it also made me realize that time and tide waits for no man and that we all have to ride the waves as they come. Till next time people, keep bonding.

The song

2009-06-20T19:53:00.003+05:30

Ok! So for the sake of making this as confusing as I can, I shall go ahead and use the reference to a song for this particular post. I use a song because I don't know how to relate what I am going to tell you to any other object. Remember that it is no particular person, place or thing, it is this particular post.

Now that we have got that out of the way, let us go ahead with the proceedings.

Have you ever felt like there was this one song that was made just for you? Every nerve, every fibre in your being stretches out, strains to hear that song. You pine for the moment when you will get to hear it, again and again and again........and yet again. You identify with that song and feel like it was totally meant for you. You don't realize it, but the song speaks to you, using more words than are actually audible. The song actually looks at you from the corner of it's eye and smiles at the reactions you display. It feels like there was a time in your life when you thought you had lost this song to a virus that affected your computer and none of your acquaintces had ever heard of this song. The despair would be too much to bear. Then one day, the familiar strains of this so long awaited tune, waft by and you are spell bound once again. What if you felt like no one else could have such an affection for this song as you? What if the song knew the kind of affection you have for it? What if you were able to feel the affection returned?

Confusing enough? I guess those who know me, would know that I've gone totally psycho on this one. At least that's what I am feeling right now. There would have been many songs that you would have heard in your lifetime and would have liked some more than others, but this one was out of this world. Maybe it was like you had heard about this song long ago from somewhere else but were too apprehensive about listening to it because you were unsure about the effect it would have on you but now that you have listened to it, there is no turning back.

I have had this one song that has been there on my mind the entire time that I was writing this, and I guess it will remain "my" song for the rest of my life.

Turnaround

2009-06-09T23:34:00.002+05:30

So it is late at night, at least it is for me...........but that something sweet called sleep has abandoned me. For the first time in a long time, it is not because of the feeling that something is wrong, but because of the feeling that something is sooooooooo right! Like you have tears of joy, you have sleepless nights because of ..............not excitement, not joy, not elation, not relief, not happiness....put all of them together and you might just begin to get to what I am feeling.
All is well again on Planet Eddie. I don't give a rat's ass whether it is for a moment, a minute, an hour or for the rest of my earthly existence. The feeling is just...........oh forget it, I don't have the words to describe it.
I could go on trying to tell you how I can't put into words how I am feeling right now, but I'm just gonna (and ur gonna forgive me this one last time) tell you that it just feels awesome. All the memories have come rushing back...........the memory of someone humming your favourite song even though the effects of alcohol were totally obvious during the performance, never did such a different version sound so right............the memory of how flexible a neck could be............the memory of how piercing someone's vision could get..............the memory of the impact of just a few words.............the memory of the fear I felt.............hey hang on, this is a happy post. Yeah! Eddie is gonna be happy tonight and not let anything else get in his way! They say, enjoy the moment while it lasts, and you bet your whatever that is exactly what I am gonna do. Till the next time, cheers everyone!

Summer

2009-06-06T11:36:00.003+05:30

So it's summer, it's been that way for sometime now and life has carried on oblivious of the way I want it to go or of the many requests I have made to slow down. There are so many things that matter to us in our lives, some of them matter a little but, some a little more and there are those what matter to us more than our lives itself. It could be something simple like wanting your favourite team to win the race, failing which your evening does go as well as you thought it would. It could be getting that guitar riff just right, giving you the illusion that you're better than you thought you were. It could be manging to clean up your apartment better than you ever though humanly possible. It could be that nagging feeling you so want to get rid of but don't seem to be able to.
So we began talking about summer. I love the heat much much more than I can tolerate the cold. Summer is a time of frolicking and having fun....at least that's the way I look at it. Winter holds just too many memories for me to be able to like it. It seems cold and distant and unforgiving. There are so many reasons I can find to indicate that the summer season is a favourite of mine. There is hope, light, heat, fun and ice cream! ok so the last one wasn't really convincing....not that the other four actually held more convincing power than the last one but what the hell. I can just say I love summer.

I believe!

2009-03-12T12:26:00.001+05:30

Okay! Go on blaming me for being extremely lethargic to use my “Guest Editor” status here for I would give no excuse for being lazy, for I have none.

Ever wondered, these blogs have so much unconditional love for us? They just let us BE! Like a girlfriend/boyfriend they won’t question you why you haven’t visited them for long, they won’t complain for not being paid attention to, they don’t have expectations …So on and so forth!

I believe they are your best friends, besides many others like books, music, etc etc

There are many other things too, I believe in…Let’s dig in!

I believe 1000 flashing stars on a dense, black night’s screen can heal most ailments.

I believe you should toss a penny and make a wish or say a little prayer, in every pond or fountain you pass.

I believe each brainpower is competent of creative expression.

I believe kids have this world deciphered better than grownups.

I believe animals make fun of us humans when we aren't watching.

I believe God comprehends us so intensely and we have no clue.

I believe Scooby doo strips are the key to most of the world's tribulations.

I believe the smell of mud after fresh rain has fallen can surpass all other fragrances

I believe it’s a wonder when a new born baby cries for the first time

I believe in angels regardless of being mocked at.

I believe Life gives you many second chances but we don’t see

I believe that just because two individuals quarrel, it doesn't mean they don't love each other. And just because they don't quarrel, it doesn't mean they do.

I believe that you should forever leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them.

I believe there's nothing erroneous with ordering French fries and munching them as if they were our last.

I believe in doing something eccentric at least once a day.

I believe that we don't have to change friends if we understand that friends change.

I believe life is worth living as though tomorrow is our last day on Earth!

I believe that it's taking me a long time to become the person I want to be.

I believe ….

Keep reading!

Auteur

Numbers

2009-02-25T17:40:00.002+05:30

Has anyone ever wondered about the wonder of numbers? Imagine, there are only 10 of them (and I'm talking about the decimal system) but there is so much magic between them. I often find myself driving and looking at the number plates of cars around me and instantly, a connection between the numbers emerges and it seems so cool that one can actually draw out a connection that easily. It's like the numbers are begging to be connected. Many of us choose our cellphone numbers based on the fact that they are easy to remember. What we don't realize is that the ease of remembering them is asbed on the fact that our minds can make a connection between the numbers in a faster manner. Some of us would find it easier than most of us and that's what people call an affinity for numbers. Many people I know, including myself, have had bosses who talk about numbers at work. They say "Data speaks". In fact it does. if there is some discrepancy in the data, it can be connected to a discrepancy in the source of the data. Data never lies. It can be interpreted in various ways of course, which leads people to believe that the data is "incorrect".
Phew! What a post. What the hell was I thinking about talking about numbers. Well, I love numbers, my life revolves around them and moreover, I'm governed more than my head than by any other significant organ in my body. After all, they say, if you're brain dead.....God help you. Life has been kinda strange and unforgiving lately but data speaks and it tells me that there is light at the end of the tunnel (and it is not a fast approaching train). All I have to do is reach it.

A Dedication

2009-02-22T14:35:00.001+05:30

Angie
Look what you've done to me
You left me standing here alone
With a memory
And maybeI was too blind to see
That you were the best thing
That happened to me

But if loving you means letting go
Then I'll just turn and walk away
Babe,I wish I could
Turn back the hands of time
Somehow change your mind
All I need is one more try
Angie I wish that you were mine

I lie awake
I can't sleep at night
Wondering where you are
And who's holding you
Bright lights
Down on the streets below
Remind me of the fun we had
The places we used to go

But if loving you means letting go
Well I'll just turn and walk away
But I'll never walk away
I wish I could
Turn back the hands of time
Somehow change your mind
If I could just hold you
One more timeI wanna hold you
One more time
Angie I wish that you were mine
I wish that you were mine

Indecision

2009-01-26T10:03:00.002+05:30

Being indecisive is definitely not a virtue, it may not always be a fault either. On the other hand, being in a state of indecision is definitely not a comfortable place to be, you end up affecting (I want to say hurting) yourself and the people involved in your indecision. The past few days have been excruciatingly tough to say the least. It seems like I have been living between the horns of like a million dilemmas. The irony of it is that I was on the one who liked to believe that there was a choice, when actually there was never one. That in itself is the part that hurts the most. It brings back memories of pain, torment and anguish.
The moments crawl by and stretch into minutes and hours and days. I don't want to even get into weeks or months. The only solace that I have is that I know it will not get any worse. Time will take its own course from here and might take me along with it. I feel the sand slipping away from under my feet and it is definitely not a good feeling. Oh how it feels to have no control...........

Pain

2009-01-25T10:16:00.003+05:30

Ok so I am standing my ground, or at least that's what I would like to believe. How much more do I have to bear the feeling? How long will the anguish continue, how long will the pain last, who is keeping and account of what is going on in my life and which way the balance is shifting, does anyone even care? When will the questions be answered? Will they ever be answered?
On the more mundane front, I am mobile once again with a brand new set of wheels. The joy is shortlived though and through the veil of happiness I see a fast approaching storm of torment. It's like all these feelings are ganging up against me to test my resilience.
The battle rages on............ I will emerge victorious.

Peace

2009-01-13T20:11:00.002+05:30

Is anyone ever at peace with themselves totally? Thirteen days into the year 2009 and the world seems to be at war, The Israelis, the Indians and the Pakistanis, the Srilankan Army..... Surprisingly, I seem to be at peace with everything going on around me. Is it a strength that comes from within or does it emante from a source without and so seamlessly transfer itself to me? I would never know..... Life has had its ups and downs and lately, it seems more like down than up but then came this source of tranquility and everything seems to be right again. How long will it last, I fear the answer....hmmmm maybe I'm not as much at peace with myself as I thought. The more I think about it though, the more I realize that I need to make use of the feeling I have and eliminate the fear in me.
The year ahead seems to long and unpredictable. I sense in me a greater longing for that which is forbidden.....reminds me of the forbidden fruit which, as it turns out, wasn't too forbidden actually. I promise myself one thing though, and that is to stand my ground for something that I respect no matter how much the hurt and the pain and the sadness.

Love

2008-12-29T14:32:00.002+05:30

After the initial head rush of emotions, it is time to plan out the road ahead and see where I am headed. The only problem is, as usual, the road ahead never seems clear. The difference this time is that the road ahead is not visible. It does not help one bit that the emotions still run very strong. Sadness and anger are now replaced with uncertainty and fear. A fear so strong that it overwhelms me to the point of destruction. There are so many sacrifices one has to make in life and as you keep making them, you are made to realize that each one becomes bigger in its intensity and its consequences. Planet Eddie has definitely not been growing Eddier in the past few weeks. In fact it is with shame that I have to admit succumbing to the power of emotions. The strongest one so far (and so far unmentioned) is "love". What is love, how does it come about, what happens when one falls in love. People have written books about it but I guess no one has ever been able to define it. That is the worst part of it. Life ahead seems to be coming to a full stop, not that existence is coming to a full stop but life. The glory of life shows no promise and everything seems dark. The one person who holds the light of life doesn't seem to be able to hold it much longer. Is there anything I could do to help or can I carry on the light of life for the both of us? Darkness seems to engulf every single aspect of my day to day existence. How long would it take for this darkness to disperse? Will it ever or will I have to live in the shadows my entire life? Only time will tell. Till then, I wait in silent darkness.

More feelings

2008-12-27T12:52:00.002+05:30

The strangeness of emotions is so.............well..........strange. For someone who is so driven by the head, it takes a lot of understanding to realize that they hold a lot of value and have an immense amount of strength in being able to govern a person. The process of understanding this is not at all an easy and simple one. It extracts every bit of intelligence and dedication from you. Lapse of concentration? You can forget about the understanding bit. The whole process is all about graduating from one stage to another. I am still in the process of going through the stages so I will have a clearer understanding of everything once things settle down. Being able to deal with emotions has never been my cup of tea and it definitely does not seem like it will ever be. It is just too unpredictable and illogical. Someone like me requires facts and figures to work things out. uncertainty is not the order of the day for me. Lay all your cards out on the table and we definitely have a game on our hands.
At first you feel this dull pain in your stomach. It is more like a numbing feeling than a pain actually (I want to call it sadness but somehow it just doesn't fit the bill). It does not go away because of something you do, rather, it takes it's own time. once it does, you get to a feeling of anger and resentment. It is kinda fun to be at this stage. You get to think of all the sadistic ways you could extract your revenge, though frankly, if you ever enact one of those ways, it will definitely not be fun. Something like, watching someone drift in a car is all cool and everything, but doing it yourself is a whole different ball game.
Now I'm thinking that this whole writing about emotions crap is actually totally that. Does it actually turn a person into like jelly or something? Are they that hard to deal with, what if you are able to take the logical approach with emotions? Is there such a thing? Can logic and emotions actually mix? People say, they can't explain why they feel a particualr way.......is that actually the case or are they just afraid to tell themselves the truth.
The saga continues and I shall move from one phase to the next picking up the pieces of my life as I go on. The only fear is when will I have to do this next..................................

The feeling

2008-12-26T18:28:00.002+05:30

Have you ever felt anger coupled with sadness? It is a wierd and unforgiving feeling, kinda like a nagging bass line that just will not stop. It grows louder and louder till it ends in a cresendo. The sound of it is not pleasing nor easy to digest and better still, it comes to you from all angles like a top of the end home theater system setup to perfection. I am at a juncture in life where I get to feel such a feeling and it is definitely not a good one. The urge to try and get it corrected gets you to do nothing that will correct the situation and it becomes a vicious cycle. The entire time you are left feeling alone, empty, vacant, hollow, unfulfilled, drained out, blank, unfilled, clear, free, available...... hmmmm somehow alone and free seem very opposite. Is it as bad as I think? They say time is a big healer and it does wonders, the question here (here goes another one) is how much time?
A grey car was parked in the driveway, grey skies have turned to black, the grey mood has turned to red, the grey fence is now invisible and the grey feeling has turned to white. It is ironic that the sounds of "Blood and tears" should fill this moment coz that's exactly what fills this moment. The feeling is so overwhelming that it requires superhuman strength to overcome it. Maybe I should just let it envelope me......................

Mixed emotions

2008-12-20T22:40:00.003+05:30

Someone once quipped that the best way to describe mixed emotions is watching your mother in law drive off a cliff in your brand new car. This one always gets to me. Life on the other hand, offes us with a multitude of occasions to witness or feel mixed emotions. One moment it is elation and the next it is sadness, if there is hope, you won't have to look really hard to find despair, fear and excitement go hand in hand as well. The last time I wrote about the hangover one gets from non alcoholic substances, emotions had almost everything to do with it. The past month has been a roller coaster ride to say the least. One time up and the next time down............this maybe the last time that you see me around (Sorry I think I drifted off there). The hangover has certainly continued and it remains to be seen how long more it continues. One can only hope against all odds. What the future hold for us is never clear but can to a lery large extent be fashioned by us. The ability to control your fate (I hate that word) lies in our own hands (At least I like to believe so). So often we have though aloud that alas it was destiny that made it happen. What is it that we could have done to change that destiny? What if.............

Hangovers

2008-11-16T11:29:00.002+05:30

What are the non alcoholic things that could give you a hangover..... food, feelings, smells.....The feeling of being hungover on satisfaction is ................. it's great. As i prepare for the week ahead, where, hopefully a new world awaits me, it is with sadness that I bid farewell to the world I leave behind. In tribute to all the people I have interacted with and have made a special impact on me, I bow my head. I step forth into my new world in the hope that I will garner new friendships without severing the links that I forged in my past. The past few days have been emotional to say the least and I have learned things that would remain with me for the rest of my life.........The hangover continues.

The evening

2008-11-16T00:48:00.001+05:30

When the world is whizzing past you at the speed of light, it is easy to miss the details. You then need to slow it down with a bottle of red wine and scan every detail. Sounds, boring?.......try it. The sights brighten, the smells get more pronounced, the sounds get clearer. Someone blamed it all on alcohol. Then comes the gory part....the details. As the fog clears and the mist lifts, you realize that what you thought was your daddy was nothing but a................ sorry that's from Pearl Jam....
OK new paragraph, new thoughts, new hopes, new fears. on second thoughts, let me get back to the details. Like I was saying, the "gory" details are then laid bare in front of you and sometimes in full public view much to your embarassment. Nothing much you can do about it other than face the truth.
The one thing that I hope is different on this post is that there are not too many questions on this one. The one thing that I hope is similar is that this one as confusing as the earlier ones. Just to be totally fair, I am not including the ones that our esteemed guest editor has to her credit. Till next time people..............Adieu

Ever ate a Lemon meringue pie?

2008-09-20T02:45:00.000+05:30

Its been long that I returned to Ed’s planet to make it more “eddier”..So here I am...

Typing at an alien speed….pouring the random thoughts that are coming to my mind!

Have you ever wondered that we are like a lemon meringue pie?! ( I know my randomness might equal to “weirdness” only at time) But come to think of it, aren’t we like a lemon meringue pie actually? Fluffy on the exterior with the bona fide content in the interior.

The meringue is delicious. It is enticing. It is both light and sweet. It has its own flavor which is essential and it is on top of the pie. But it does not fill you up!

Actually, the lemon is the actual treat. It will taunt your senses and make them come alive. It is the necessary ingredient in the pie. Without it you would be stuck with an fruitless sweetness that lacks contentment.

We are like this because so often all we show other people is a travesty of meringue. We keep things light, on the facade. We try to be sugary to others. But we often do not show them what is obscured inside- The Real us.

Hidden inside is the deeper flavor. Once invited there you will see the reality in people. You will see the exact ingredients of what they are made of. This is the strong flavor that people are really fascinated to. Why they keep coming back for more.

It is essential to join the two to make the “real dessert”. One without the other is imperfect. You cannot go around revealing yourself and what is on the inside until you trust someone. Until they have earned it. The buoyancy is alright in order to protect yourself from someone who has too much of an appetite and who may swallow you fast without regard to our true taste.

But together they make the pie complete!

That was some food for thought after so many days of stillness.

Keep reading!

Auteur

2008-08-24T23:38:00.001+05:30

After ages it seems like I am getting down to business once again. Not that blogging was or ever will be my business, but then who's to tell me so. There are times when we do something we regret later.......... Now don't tell me that you go through careful planning and so don't get the chance to regret things later, and if this is truly the case, then I pity you, u sonofabitch. Anyway! It is not easy going back to try and repair the damage especially when the damage was caused to prevent other damage from happening. I guess it's the same as scarificing one for the general good.
Things have changed over the past 4 weeks and life has kinda settled down to an extent. For those who seeks the eternal peace, like me..... there's a long way to go. Cherrio!!!!

Questions

2008-07-09T08:15:00.000+05:30

Did you ever wonder why a question mark is called so "?" Well doesn't a fullstop need to be marked? or is it only a question? or why didn't they call it a sentence mark? For that matter what about a comma, semi colon etc? Is it because there should be a full stop after a sentence and nothing more is to be said or written or mentioned, whereas there is an answer expected after a question and that is why it needs to be marked?

A question test your knowledge (How, where, when, who etc), it could test your analytical skills by asking you to perform some analysis on some given data, it could test your comprehension, it could test your ability to infer or evaluate or perform a certain task. Notice that I say "test" and not evaluate or check or anything else. That's only coz when there is a question put forward to me, all my senses (and I have more than the normal 5) are put to work to figure out the answer and it feels like a test that I have to give. That is why the question needs to be marked.

Me and me Id.

2008-04-10T21:27:00.000+05:30

A famous person once said "To hell with the devil".... hang on, I think it was Michael Sweet (Motley Crue) who sang it. There are so many other more famous Michael's that come to mind.....well then again, not all of them are famous or for that matter not all of them come to everyone's mind but then.........what the hell....For instance, there is the elder Schumacher brother who by now is more than a legend, there is Michael Angelo Batio (the "Famous" ambidextrous guitarist), did someone mention Michaelangelo the painter? Michael Caine, Michael Douglas, anyone know of any other Michaels?
Ok, before I get onto another tangent, let me take a step back and see what I have accomplished with this previous paragraph.... I was supposed to be writing something about me and my Id. Putting it in perspective, from the devil to famous Michaels to divergence..........The fact is I am CONFUSED! Nothing is clearer right now as the fact that I am CONFUSED! Ok fine said it. Eddie has finally got that off his chest.
Time to sort things out and get back to the real world. I'll be back..........

Just a Lil bit of nothing....

2008-03-23T09:21:00.000+05:30

Some random thoughts from the Auteur for Ed's supernal world...

Not every fairy tale has a happy ending. Not every decision has a sound logical reason behind it. And yet sometimes one doesn't need a reason to make a decision. Not always are these decisions made for good. Not always do these decisions make you smile. You know you had the other option, the option where you would have not cried but frankly how long can a person lie to oneself. Sometimes you just care too much about the other person to hurt them anymore, even if that means hurting them once and hurting yourself forever.

Your thoughts at that moment are like this meandering stream; no matter where the stream is flowing its final destination is the ocean where it gets lost. No matter how hard the stream tries not to meet the ocean but in the end even it knows that its identity would finish once it reaches the ocean. The vastness of that thought, the emptiness of that thought is just too big for the stream. In a split second everything is over, whatever moments there were are now just memories. The drop of the stream cant be distinguished from the salty water of the vast ocean. The salty water does not taste good; you can't live in it, and yet you know you cant live without it. Irony…Reality!!!!

The salty water of the ocean, the vastness and yet the emptiness; the salty tears flowing from your eyes, the emptiness inside. Sweet memories to live with, harsh realities to live in. Day on day life moves on as before, but I know life would never be the same again. The eyes see something else, the mind says something else and yet deep inside the heart feels something else all together…yes…not every fairy tale has a happy ending!!!

Decisions and Fate

2008-02-17T21:37:00.000+05:30

Why does life present us with options? Even if it does, why isn't there a manual of some sort that helps you make the correct decision, and not the appropriate one? What is it about decisions that makes us uncomfortable (at least to make some of them)? The circle of influence and the circle of control exist and all that but then again..........WHY? When did this game of life get created, why did it get created, was there some sort of code that got written to dictate how life goes? Is it ok to leave evrything to the hands of fate. If destiny has an end, then what are we doing to change it....can it be changed. Who's to say that whatever you end up with isn't your destiny? How does someone know that whatever they ended up with isn't what was destined for them? When someone says, they changed their fate, did they actually know what their fate was in the first place? If they did change their fate,............how did they do it? When we have to make a decision, why can't we choose all the options available to us? Within the limits of logic, can't there be a better decision, or outcome or path?

The forbidden fruit

2008-02-10T22:55:00.000+05:30

Would the forbidden fruit be so forbidden if it wasn't forbidden? What is it about the forbidden fruit that makes it forbidden? is it the fact that it has been handed down through generations as forbidden? Did someone realize it's potential as a forbidden fruit and decide to hand it down as a legacy? God told Adam and Eve not to eat the fruit of the forbidden tree........ and thus history was born only to repeat itself through every generation, every age, every being. Is there anyone on this planet (and by that I mean Earth) who has not fallen prey to the forbidden fruit? How did it happen? What happened afterwards? Did the curse upon Adam and Eve remain as fresh as it was in the book of Genesis or did it its edges get frayed by being handed down through every generation? Any opinions?

The Other Road!

2008-02-09T00:10:00.000+05:30

More than just being at a different altitude, this one is definitely on a different plane. The whole idea of change is so scary at times, it's like a caterpillar leaving the cocoon, but it has to happen. At times though, it is like a refreshingly cold towel. Always welcome. Maybe that is the constant........ to keep changing the way I view change. After all (as another great poet would say) the only thing that stays the same is change.
Waist deep in work and thanking my stars that it isn't deeper or else I would barely manage to stay afloat. Despite all the odds being stacked against me, I manage to hold my own in this world of torment and angst. What is it that keeps me going? What is it that pulls me along? I guess I will never know the truth, and worse still, even if I know it, I may never fully realize the importance of it.
Music seems to be on a different level these days, it speak to me through every note. Trying to reach out to me and to also help me understand.......

One down how many more to go?

2008-01-29T00:26:00.001+05:30

It has been a while and I must pay tribute to our Guest Editor for making this planet a little more Eddier. Not that it would have made much of a difference to most of you mere mortals. But on this planet, the supernal (to borrow a word from our Editor) reigns.
As usual, nothing special has been happening on planet Eddie but on second thoughts, even the ordinary is special when compared to the alien world. A weekend steeped in Friends and Old Monk and Pizza and Garlic Bread and Chicken nuggets interspersed with a few Sudoku puzzles that were understandably left half done.
It's been a while that I haven't indulged in some really soul stirring music and guitar playing (not mine). Does the mind plan to lead me on to thing more relevant, matters more pressing? I must be able to fight it from time to time and do what "I" want to do, not what my heart desires, not what my mind dictates and not what my soul feeds on. I want to exist as an entity, separate from all of these. Is that possible? Can I ever experience such a degree of freedom? Is that freedom or is that isolation or worse still estrangement? Only time will tell. And soon after that, Planet Eddie will announce it victoriously.

The Auteur is back again..

2008-01-24T20:39:00.000+05:30

Hello to everyone in Eddie's little Planet...

My First Blog post after long now!
I start off with 'Hari Om' !! Blogging back should be fun!
Its my way of diverting my writing energies instead of bombarding the whole wide world with my incessant mails.Let's see if it makes you hurry to Eddie's site frequently!

As a writer, I work hard. I start with inner conviction or chance inspiration; I frame the skeleton and then flesh it out slowly and painfully. I edit and re-edit; I look up Wikipedia, dictionaries and sundry sources. This is why my posts rarely exceed one a week. Even a simple 'tag' took me a couple of hours... Eddie invited me to be a Guest Editor on his blog sometime back and I took up the challenge...

My Ideas are clean. They soar in the serene supernal. i can take them out and look at them, they fit in books, they lead me down that narrow way.... and in the morning they are there. Ideas are straight-- But the world is round, and a messy mortal is my friend. Come walk with me in the mud ...

Hope you Enjoy reading
Stay tuned for more...

Cheers

The Auteur...

Evolution

2008-01-22T00:03:00.001+05:30

The headlines? The markets plunge lower than some of our actresses necklines. This was one plunge that definitely did not please anyone remotely connected to the markets.
What else.......oh yeah, on the work front, things need to be looked after more closely to ensure that nothing goes out of hand.
Today has been a really cold evening. Though the afternoon was relatively warm, it turned cold all of a sudden. The tomato soup in the Angaan did me good.
Ok now for the best part, I'm gonna have someone be the Guest Editor on this blog, mainly to make it interesting for all of those who might be even remotely interested and to attract some more attention. So be on the lookout people! Eddie's World is about to get "Eddier" :-)

Miles to go..........

2008-01-19T09:12:00.001+05:30

The weekend is here and there is a ton of work just waiting to be completed. Laundry, weekly grocery shopping, got to get the car battery changed, deposit some cheques, not to mention straightening out my stock market portfolio, oh yeah did I mention cataloguing my movie and MP3 collection.
Strange though that the overwhelming feeling of being drowsy is so present. Maybe i'll just read the newspapers and do the various Sudoku puzzles. Ah! the psychedelic sounds of Floyd!
Get ready day, here I come.

The Next Time

2008-01-18T09:05:00.001+05:30

As usual, nothing new..........well no actually there is.

This is what's new! My NEW DELL 19" LCD MONITOR. :-)

The next one

2008-01-11T23:45:00.000+05:30

It felt like it was time for me to pen down a few more thoughts and feelings. Well right now, i'm "happy". Those who know me would know.............
It has been an uneventful week with a lot not happening in my life. So many ideas run through my head at various times but then again, my fingers are not adept enough to put them down on this blog. Maybe that's why i don't play guitar too well. I need to get faster and more creative.
Well...........maybe next time.

Genesis

2008-01-03T09:15:00.000+05:30

This is all so new, not even sure what to put down on this web page. I guess I'll go along as time goes by.