The Real Fiction

All that we experience, our perceptions – sights & insights – seem like a surreal mix of fact and fantasy. There are no lines dividing anything anywhere & existence rides upon interpretations. This blog will surf, fly, jog, dive, swim, jump & at times even hobble through planes of experiences that will include poetry, protests, design, tales, photo-tales and whatever else is discovered & needs to be shared.
Posts tagged "music"
Experience the freedom

Experience the freedom

No, this post is neither about the slogan decibels at JNU nor about the misplaced sense of patriotism by goons. This one is simply an attempt to talk about the way ‘make in India’ is being milked. Does this ring a bell? ‘Make in India’, I guess is all about the policy music used to...
What if... everyone wrote but no one read anything

What if… everyone wrote but no one read anything

What if I were a drop of water on a planet where there was just water and nothing else. No birds flying in the air, no fish testing the under-current, no micro-organisms waiting for their turn to die and get reborn as a human. Just water everywhere and I, a little drop bobbing up and...
Conversations with virtual reality

Conversations with virtual reality

Conversations with what is real and what is unreal has a sibling now… the universe of virtual reality. Even Zuckerberg wrote in March 2014 that the day isn’t far when ‘we believe this kind of immersive, augmented reality will become a part of daily life for billions of people’. Geoff Mulgan declares that ‘as the...
You aren’t going to fade away – 1

You aren’t going to fade away – 1

You aren’t going to fade away just as DSLRs aren’t going to be extinct. Neither are books disappearing… nor our daily newspapers on their way out. To fade out is not their destiny. ‘The pager disappeared, didn’t it?’ pointed out Specky, my wife. ‘Yes, it did,’ I replied, ‘after all even Dodos aren’t with us...
The magical marriage app

The magical marriage app

Well, you may not believe this but navigation through technology for the music of a peppy marriage is possible. All you need is an imaginary app (because no has yet thought of creating one that my rhyming couplets talk about) to make it all happen. And if this really happens, all one can say with...
And then a poem got some words

And then a poem got some words

Poetry, like music, happens all the time Within us and outside us But not everyone pauses long enough To notice thoughts that follow a feather floating in the air Or eyes that blink a coded message Moments come and go like ocean tides, only faster They hardly have the patience to linger I think they...
Men in the kitchen are like consultants for organisations

Men in the kitchen are like consultants for organisations

‘Men don’t cook’ is a fallacy. ‘Men can’t cook’ is a puerile whine. ‘Men must not cook’ is unintelligent. ‘Men can cook’ is similar to what harmony, rhythm and beat are for music. This chorus of not wanting men around in the kitchen because they cannot cook is as funny as the Congress shouting itself...
Of bloggers and blunders

Of bloggers and blunders

God in his infinite wisdom decided to place bloggers and blunders only a vowel away from each other in the dictionary. You don’t think there is anything in this that needs to be taken seriously… right? You feel this is simply another chronology coincidence that I have stumbled upon and that, like the media, I...
The inaudible language of the heart

The inaudible language of the heart

This morning as I sat in front of the television watching the telecast of the Republic Day parade on Rajpath, I found it as engrossing as the best film I have ever watched. I was literally glued to my chair and even sat upright in ‘savdhan baith’ (at attention) position as the National Anthem was...
Music speaks louder than words

Music speaks louder than words

It was Friedrich Nietzsche who wrote that ‘without music, life would be a mistake’. Leo Tolstoy called music the ‘shorthand of emotion’. Beethoven thought it was a ‘mediator between the spiritual and the sensual life’ and Missy Elliott was content to declare that it must necessarily ‘be your escape’. To me all these definitions sound...
Watching music isn’t a part of my beat theory

Watching music isn’t a part of my beat theory

I don’t need binoculars to listen to the sort of music that makes the heart go dib-dabba-dab-dab or wishy-washy-mishy-mashy or something just as romantic and real as this. What I mean is that I would not want to be too far away from the singer or the musician and obviously music that resonates with our...
Sounds of Freedom

Sounds of Freedom

Sounds of Freedom These are rhymes that I tweeted with this hashtag: #SoundsOfFreedom 140 character tweets in rhymes on our relationship with music… [1] The ears can see and also read The tree of truth in a musical seed! [2] Music takes you on a trip Full of a joyous drip! [3] Dec-i-bel dis-ci-pline is...