The problem is that i have so much to write and when i sit down to write, i write a little bit, and then i just lose the rest of it... maybe its just plain laziness(which it most probably is)... or maybe i just don't have the rest of the words in me...
So in this post... i need your help... i've got a thought.. feeling.. whatever... i need you to look into the next few words and empathize/relate or just simply feel something... whatever it is... and write it down in the comments forum...
Every new comment that comes up, ill add it to the original post... If you don't feel comfortable with disclosing your name... feel free to anonymize-it....
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The Bass
There’s this emotion... its like the thump, thump, thump of a bass, beating against your skin. You can feel the music crawl up your body. It enters you from all sides. It vibrates through you, from your ears to your feet. And then it explodes into the ground. You can feel the ground shake helplessly… BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM
It's the feeling I experience when I listen to Viva La Vida, by Coldplay =)When that sweet beat takes over my body. When all the words make sense to me... when i can close my eyes and let the melody fill me... its a release... its the sound of that sweet falsetto... its the sound of so many, singing in one harmony...
-Anonymous
When everything fits perfectly... =D
I totally relate.
Life is a symphony. And we are the various notes. Together we can form the most beautiful chords and harmonies or we can cause a cacophony. But, at the same time we're all a unique sound and no two notes are the same. We let out our own special music. Even though sometimes two different notes don't gel, individually we're never wrong. We're all beautiful and melodic in our own way. And if listen hard enough, we can hear our own music, flowing through us...and it gives us renewed faith and a beat to follow.
So music = life. Very true. =)
-Komal Korla, The K-Files
A slow and steady transistion from deafening silence to beats coming to life.
Its when all senses collide and your body is suspended in room with vibrations bouncing off the walls and technicoloured lights almost blinding you.
Its love/attraction expressed through music. A reflection of your heart racing, deep breathing, your feet lifting off the ground in musical notes and sounds.
The pleasure that your mind and body experience. A strange rather exciting blend of Ecstacy and Bliss.
- Anonymous
Or maybe it's just the sound of a cello, wrenching at whatever you're feeling.
Or maybe it's the sound of a guitar, crying for a home.
Or maybe it's the pain in a voice, in longing and despondent hope.
Or maybe it's the solemn clash of a tambourine, held in the frayed palms of a nobody.
But it definitely is the music that shows you the emotion, even if it wrenches at it.
It's the declaration of homelessness, and the need for a home. It's the music that will take you home.
It's the music that relates the hope of a cracking voice, crying out so loud in belief.
It's the tambourine in the emptiness of the glass and steel world.
Pulling us all back into place.
- Nishant Mehrotra, Hours
Or maybe life's not a symphony, it's a mess, a downright anarchic, cynical jibe at the very notion of existence. And those beats, are what reminds you of the fact that there is a cadence to your chaos, a rhythm to your pain.
- Anonymous, The Cynic (apparently :P)
Life's an empty sheet. Every step we take and every choice we make writes the notes of our songs. Minors, Majors, a 7th when your feeling happy, a slight harmonic when your in love, a muted string when you mess up. But there's no going back, no mistakes can be fixed. What do you do? back down? Or blow the crowd away with a powerful solo and go out with a bang! That's what it's all about. The question is: Is it good enough to make other people want to dance to your tune? Most of all, are you able to dance to your own tune over and over again? No regrets! You only get one sheet...
- Anonymous
It sends shivers down your spine and that, somehow, sparks a current that rivets through your body. You try analyzing this glorious feeling, calling it "life's symphony" and "a rhythm to my pain", and it sounds all pretty and nice until you suddenly realize how futile it has become. Instead, what has begun, is this process of you trying to out do the other by distorting what doesn't need to be distorted, and basking in the sun of the beautiful words you just wrote. Suddenly, you find that "the bass" is missing. It is no longer about the feeling, it is now about you. And it is at that moment you realize, that the electric current that rivets through your body is just a sensation, a pleasant sensation, that frees you of thought for an instant. All that remains is that resonating current tingling your pleasure cells somewhere in the brain. It is beautiful. Leave it at that, please.
- Anish Malpani, Do You Really Care?
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The feeling I experience when I listen to Viva La Vida, by Coldplay =)
When that sweet beat takes over my body. When all the words make sense to me... when i can close my eyes and let the melody fill me... its a release... its the sound of that sweet falsetto... its the sound of so many, singing in one harmony...
When everything fits perfectly... =D
I totally relate.
Life is a symphony. And we are the various notes. Together we can form the most beautiful chords and harmonies or we can cause a cacophony. But, at the same time we're all a unique sound and no two notes are the same. We let out our own special music. Even though sometimes two different notes don't gel, individually we're never wrong. We're all beautiful and melodic in our own way. And if listen hard enough, we can hear our own music, flowing through us...and it gives us renewed faith and a beat to follow.
So music = life. Very true. =)
A slow and steady transistion from deafening silence to beats coming to life.
Its when all senses collide and your body is suspended in room with vibrations bouncing off the walls and technicoloured lights almost blinding you.
Its love/attraction expressed through music. A reflection of your heart racing, deep breathing, your feet lifting off the ground in musical notes and sounds.
The pleasure that your mind and body experience. A strange rather exciting blend of Ecstacy and Bliss.
Or maybe it's just the sound of a cello, wrenching at whatever you're feeling.
Or maybe it's the sound of a guitar, crying for a home.
Or maybe it's the pain in a voice, in longing and despondent hope.
Or maybe it's the solemn clash of a tambourine, held in the frayed palms of a nobody.
But it definitely is the music that shows you the emotion, even if it wrenches at it.
It's the declaration of homelessness, and the need for a home. It's the music that will take you home.
It's the music that relates the hope of a cracking voice, crying out so loud in belief.
It's the tambourine in the emptiness of the glass and steel world.
Pulling us all back into place.
Or maybe life's not a symphony, it's a mess, a downright anarchic, cynical jibe at the very notion of existence. And those beats, are what reminds you of the fact that there is a cadence to your chaos, a rhythm to your pain.
Ah well- I'm in one of those rotten cynical moods meself.
You know me, but I enjoy anoymity too much.
Life's an empty sheet. Every step we take and every choice we make writes the notes of our songs. Minors, Majors, a 7th when your feeling happy, a slight harmonic when your in love, a muted string when you mess up. But there's no going back, no mistakes can be fixed. What do you do? back down? Or blow the crowd away with a powerful solo and go out with a bang! That's what it's all about. The question is: Is it good enough to make other people want to dance to your tune? Most of all, are you able to dance to your own tune over and over again? No regrets! You only get one sheet...
It sends shivers down your spine and that, somehow, sparks a current that rivets through your body. You try analyzing this glorious feeling, calling it "life's symphony" and "a rhythm to my pain", and it sounds all pretty and nice until you suddenly realize how futile it has become. Instead, what has begun, is this process of you trying to out do the other by distorting what doesn't need to be distorted, and basking in the sun of the beautiful words you just wrote. Suddenly, you find that "the bass" is missing. It is no longer about the feeling, it is now about you. And it is at that moment you realize, that the electric current that rivets through your body is just a sensation, a pleasant sensation, that frees you of thought for an instant. All that remains is that resonating current tingling your pleasure cells somewhere in the brain. It is beautiful. Leave it at that, please.
I think, that such feelings^^ are common to all and have to be felt from the heart and not even the most elaborate and descriptive expression in the form of words would do justice to this most true feeling.
Hah. If you understood and actually read what I had written properly and when I had written it, you shouldn't have made such a cocky borderline rude and presumptuous statement, Anish.
Udai's post was a little different before he seems to have written that he shall start adding people's comments to it. I was only the second person to comment and wasn't aware of any such inclusion in the post, which is why I was pleasantly surprised when I saw his facebook status. Who was I trying to "out do" then? The one totally different kind of, yet brilliant comment before me? How was it "about me"? How is it a "distortion" of anything? People see things differently and are different, however hard that may be for you to believe. And I didn't write anything about the "feeling", because as the anonymous just before this comment has so rightly said, "even the most elaborate descriptive expression in the form of words would do no justice to this most true feeling". So all I said regarding the feeling was "I totally relate", no "analyzing", like you seem to claim, and after that I merely went on, for Udai only, to share why I believed music is life for me. One of the many ways we can see life, one of the main ways I like to. Just something I thought I would share. It was not some self centered attempt as you so very wrongly pointed out. I was talking about something I felt a fellow music lover would like. If it got mentioned, I had no clue it was going to be.
As for the others, I can't speak for them, I too thought afterwards that perhaps now it was a battle to be mentioned and to be the most deep, however, that is none of my business as they are entitled to their opinion and you yours. So, without getting personal and making comments about people and their thoughts you evidently seem to know nothing about, you should have just given your own constructive view point and been mentioned yourself, as I'm sure you also knew you would.
We too could say: Perhaps Anish didn't have the skill to come up with a more poetic and interesting description for something which everyone says anyway. Maybe he wanted to get noticed too and since he couldn't do it as well as those before him he chose to get noticed by bringing the others down, and not by bringing himself and his views up. Because the only constructive related thing i =s that it's a sensation for you. And that's all you should have said.
But, I, unlike you, don't presume and feel the need to make personal uncalled for attacks on people for expressing themselves, and don't want to mar this very thought provoking and insightful post/blog. So I won't say that. Because I don't know that for a fact and maybe you just didn't want to write that way. And frankly 'coz it's CHILDISH and STUPID.
Just like some of the other people chose to make the ordinary sound different and unique. It's so much more interesting to read the mundane things written out in a fresh and new manner. It's called writing. Writing well. And for whatever reason they wrote it, I don't know and I don't care, all I care about is that it was written and is great and fun to read. Everyone has a right to give a related opinion, but don't get personal. It's uncalled for and immature.
I wasn't going to reply but, what the heck, such bold arrogant statements should be controlled. There was no need for it and I believe someone should say something. And after this I shall not reply and bother continuing this ludicrous discussion. This blog is great and this post is beautiful. So "leave it at THAT, please".
Good day and Happy Birthday, I believe!
PS - Sorry Udai, but I won't stand ridicule without reason. Hope you understand. Take care and keep up the good work!
When I hear "The Bass", this is what I think about:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v-fx4B6_mkw
haha ... naice
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