Shutdown 01/05/2009
Yesterday I realised I like maintenance-work related long power shutdowns. Prior knowledge of no noise and so all your inner noise kinda starts strumming. The afternoon light was blue-tinged because of our blue curtains. The laptop had not been charged and my phone was gasping. So all sources of music had gone phut. And hence I could let my voice out and my dreams travelled. One after the other, I sang songs — clearly and with what thehrav I could manage and the living room echoed back. All this while I was alone, surrounded by the blue, crying inside (for unbloggable reasons). And I was shredding radish. Ah. what therapy that is. The spell broke after I finished singing the Rajasthani maand. And if you have heard it ever when there’s blue inside and around you, especially if it has been rendered edgily, raspily, our common recall is enough to make us soulmates. Commentsvanitha Mon, 12 Jan 2009 2:24:07 am well thank god u cant blog the audio yet heh... hey I got a couple of living ideas... fitness trends, fitness gears and fitness mantras-celebs or otherwise... you know whats on my mind Leave a Reply | Hungry to write
Rashmi Vasudeva, a mid-career journalist, writes on a wide range of subjects — books, places, social trends, television, personalities, everyday fashion, climate change, Indian music, Indian dance, women's issues, and health. But most of all, she enjoys writing on food. Among her other interests are eating desserts, eating Chocolate Digestives, and eating her mother's palyas (curries). If that doesn't sound like a diverse set of leisure activities, Rashmi Vasudeva is also a sea food enthusiast. When she is not pursuing her many hobbies, she likes listening to television soaps while cooking, listening to music while eating, and eating while reading. ArchivesAugust 2010 CategoriesAll Use the RSS Feed option below to get updates about my blogs. |
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