Your Song Today

My blog, to me, is like a sound-insulated recording studio torched from the inside with the inferno of music orchestrated by my ego; some times, laced in a comforting hum of a lullaby; some times, with myriad interludes of deafening war cries and other times, with some very odd notes that don’t really strike a chord. And every melody, sublime or brazen, every one of them, is trying to answer the same question every single day…

When some iconic amendments scratch out dogmatic stigmas out of the society by drawing rainbows on social networks that fill many discriminated lives with colors…

Or when your stereotype precedes you anyway.

When you use your progressive head to think of something really stupid and work it out magnificently to yield nothing…

Or when you are just mucking about the whole day, and sleep with the guilt of not doing anything.

When it’s paycheck day..

Or when you lend your to-go order to someone holding out “Will do anything for food” board at the traffic lights.

When someone makes you a grand meal and an awesome coffee.

Or foot-long.

When someone you still love left.

Or when someone you left still loves…

When you haven’t embarked on your ambitions yet

Or when you embark on your ambitions and yet…

… It’s that same question every day.

So what’s your song today?

Happiness is…

I can’t remember the last time I jabbered extensively about life, over writing a lab record. I can’t remember the last time I read tinkle in the upper birth of a rusty two-tier train. I can’t remember the last time I had filter coffee in that steel tumbler.

Either these happy little things just tucked themselves away into the warm, far end of time or.. Or, well, I just have a really bad memory.

But sometimes you just feel happy remembering these endearing things. And what stirs up a decoction of these emotions from deep within is what, in my utterly rudimentary opinion, is magic.

After the roar of cheer settled, he asked the crowd that grew up with his music..

“Would you come to listen to my music even when I am very very old?”

The cheer broke decibel records to forge the answer.

I thought I’ll never do this, but well…

Happiness is watching Rahman perform!

Dated June 12, 2015.