Sunday, January 14, 2007


Its 12:30 am and I am listening to some really great music. I should be sleeping because I have to go early to work tomorrow, but I really don't feel like it. Dire Straits, The Beatles, Duran Duran, John Denver, Nirvana, Pink Floyd, Police, U2, Robbie Williams, Meatloaf, Coldplay, Guns 'n' Roses and Sixpence None The Richer are all belting out numbers, and I am singing along.

Some of the songs I want to share with friends, call them up and let them know that I am thinking of them, thinking of the good old times. Other songs are stuff I want new friends to listen to, to understand how special some songs are. Want someone to appreciate the mood change as I listen to my favorite songs, appreciate the context, the feel of the music, the words, want to be on the terrace dancing in candle light, smiling, laughing, crying.

Music will keep us alive?

Tuesday, January 02, 2007

Happy New Year

Celebrated the advent of the new year with a terrace party at my place - 12 of us, a bon fire, party hats, balloons and streamers, some tikka starters and biryani, black forest cake, some good music, lots of dancing, black boots, lots of Delhi winter cold, lots of fog, lots of laughs, and eventually some truth-or-dare. What else can one ask from a happy new year?


Its been called an independence streak by some of my friends, selfishness by others, and even more recently, I have been branded a capitalist.

For a simple reason, that I don't like the idea of inequality in my life. Don't like the idea of being dependent on someone, or the idea of someone being fully dependent on me (though immediate family is not really included in this). I don't like my grand-parents giving me gifts/cash to spend whenever I meet them, knowing that I will never give it back. Don't like the idea of having a friend drop me home, when I would never do the same (hate the fact that being a girl, I have to be often dropped home after late nights). Don't like getting gifts from anyone, cause I immediately start worrying how will I "pay it back". Don't like asking for favors from friends or strangers when I don't know if that person will ever ask me for help "in return".

The fact that I can never repay my school teachers for having taught me, all the authors whose writing have affected my thought processes, all the books and movies that made me rethink my life decisions, my eye doctor for making sure my eyes work fine bothers me soo much that I tend to value their "services" in terms of money, and try to fool myself into believing that I have paid them their "just fees" for the services that they have provided me, all of which is determined by the capitalistic demand-supply equation.

As if paying 100Rs. to watch American Beauty would justify the number of times I have thought about it while making a decision in my life. As if paying my eye doctor 10000Rs. would be adequate payment for the fact that I would have been semi-blind and maybe jobless if she hadn't operated on my eyes. As if the 100Rs. annual fees I paid in school was enough payment for all that I was taught.

And it gets worse when I start wondering about all the scientific work on which our life of today runs. From round wheels to electricity to the printing press - all these inventions and more have fundamentally changed who I am, what I do, how I live. And then there are the philosophers who have established some ground truths, and are helping me find out the purpose of my existence. And yet, none of these inventors/philosophers ask me for money, or ask me to repay this debt by doing something for them.

So evaluating everything in terms of money is a really bad idea. I can see this. But I can't help not doing it. Can't stop treating cash as the baseline into which all units of work/play must be converted, using an arbitrary conversion system, which is itself a function of personal values, and society norms. Damn, even my conversion function has been derived from others, proving that "each second of my life is a debt to the society in which I live". (I still can't help feeling though, that the society which gave me so much, would want me to live my life the way I want it, setting my own standards, and maybe redefining someone else's standards for the better.)

So effectively, this useless conversion system must be stopped.
The first of my new years resolutions is to stop trying to find the baseline to evaluate this world on, my life on, and maybe rely a little bit more on gut-feel.

Oh, and I have also resolved to lose some weight. :)