Following Rahmanism! :)

  (pre - script :- 1) This particular piece of  crap is purely based on individual perception about music and the concerned musician. Demeaning any other person/star of the same field is not intended at all. happy reading
                         2) as correctly said by one of my friends, rahman k bare main jitna likho , kam hai!:) )

            Present is incomplete without history! So, .. This talented guy was born in madras in a very ordinary Telugu family, Dilip Kumar, they called him! The things started going wrong when his father died, when he was just 9 years old, and this wasn't the end of bad things happening to him but, a trigger to the cascade of unwilling things in his life. The whole of the family was shattered. But then one of his very dear friends told him to go to qadiri islam to get the rescue from his problems. This was the time when whole of this family accepted the muslim religion, this was the time when the family started to swipe away their problems, and this was the time Allah Rakha Rahman  got his name, which has reached out to the glory now!
            Since his childhood, he used to compose little tunes, but he got a stable status as a music director and composer only with the film Roja which was an unexpected hit!! its was 1992 (whoa! His experience altogether is nearly of my AGE!!)  Well, enough of the history now!
            Talking about the music of this mozart of madras, he has made an ideal combination of music and technology. its incredible!! no combination of 26 alphabets can really describe it!! Few of his compositions like kaise muzu tum mil gayi (Gajini), kahi toh hogi woh (Jtyjn), tu bin bataye (Rdb), tum ho paas mere (Rockstar) are so heavenly (( these songs need not to be the best of his compositions but at this time, state of mind is flashing these songs, differences in opinions, bound to be there)) that i feel like reaching to some other world listening them!!
          Sitting on a resting chair, A. R. R.s play-list in the instru, ear-phones plugged in, and pleasure of heavens! perfect combo!! Let it be taal, swades, yuva, guru, jtyjn, rockstar and many many other films, his songs have got some power to touch your heart! One reason I managed to find out is, may be his music is so worth appreciation is because it directly comes from heart! No cutting, copying, pasting!! Very original (no offense to Bappi Da , ''king of ahem ahem'', Anu Malik, Pritam, and many more! ), crystal clear, just like a dew drop on a leaflet in early morning! Untouched and pure as the holy grail ...(jyada ho gaya, i know, but , bhavnao ko samjho!)
           He has explored classical, western, jazz, r n b, pop, hip-hop, even rap, fusion in languages more than Hindi, Telugu, Tamil, Malayalam, English, French! What brilliance for a little group of neurons !! Experimentation that he does has increased his success rate. He composes for himself for his pleasure ans satisfaction 1st. But these risks have had turned back to him many a times ( I'm still trying to figure out the song 'jod jod jodiya', (guru) and few more like that! I mean, WHAT WAS THAT???) Anyways, but I fell contended by listening to his music, after all he is the only Indian with Grammy and Oscar! Wow!
          Hats off to his simplicity (he is still having his home at Chennai, and not at chamak-dhamak city Mumbai), to his passion, to his love for music, to his mind-blasting creations! Rahman! Man, You Rock!! :) :p

  (post script : really , jitna likho kam hai.....:P :) )

My first ever bone fracture!

(Pre Script - scientific point of view will help you enjoy this piece of tosh(!) better :p

            It was 12:16 in my mobile, still shades inside the room... then something had peeped through the hospital rooms window, i subsided the curtains, letting it illuminate the glasses, then the curtains, and then my PLASTER! The sun-rays, scanned my plastered leg right from knee to the ankle, and till the toe! This was the time when my not-in-motion-leg used to meet those energy packets for a while! "My heel bone (calcanium) is broken, I need Vit D to heal", I thought. I pulled my hand forward over the space where those energy packets started bombarding my skin (seems childish no??!) And then my mind went........

  umm...yea!.................. bhavuk(!) ho gayi thi! .....Anyways .........where was I?...... ah........so.......
             It was 12:22 now, and the sun-rays were reaching just the same area where my bone was broken, those sharp rays were cutting the plaster at the same place where my bone was actually cut, reminded me..........'' I ll catch you , you see.....'' I was shouting, chasing my friend, running and the next moment, I was sitting uncomfortably over the ground, holding my ankle, pain riding all throughout the sole!! I could feel that something inside is broken into two!! AAooCH! ................  Still it was paining . I saw over it again, the sunbeams had passed away from my leg, again the whole of my plaster was in shade, the curtains, the glasses, the window pane,  was back in the shade, it rode 12:31! In my not-so-motile schedule, these 15 minutes of the day used to be most awesome, since last 7 days! It was so because, I used to feel that, someone very powerful, mighty ( The representative of Sun!)  comes, and cheers me up! It comes to me to help me fight my injury.. It accompanies me in my pain, being mute spectator! SUN IS THE ULTIMATE SOURCE OF ENERGY! So basic, so initial, so true, so powerful!
        I wasnt happy that it had passed away, now I need to wait for complete 23hours 45 minutes for next meeting, but hey,,, wait a sec!! The rays had just passed forward , bringing excitement in some other story, it had gone to illuminate some other window, glasses, curtains, some other aura!!
       And now thats the most beautiful part of it, without any expectations, it goes on spreading rather radiating energy throughout, wider as it can, gifting the energy packets to man-kind !
       Let there be light! Let there be it!!

all those funny, witty pics around us!

Taken to be Granted!?!?!......

        Somebody recently messaged me, " Awww..... you live in a village, so, how can you be able to do cool stuff  like going to freaky huge malls, munch pizza at McD , Dominos, hang out with friends at the coolest places in city..........!#$%@
       That sms rose the temperature of my CSF 100 folds, all the flexor muscles of my palm contracted hard, my fist was all ready to punch someone on the third part of the duodenum, vagus started depressing .....(( Sorry , all my non - medico friends!!!!!....it was outrageous to read is all I wanted to tell!! ))
      Anyways, reading that, I was like "HELLO, !!!.....are you out of your mind, whats more crappier than th......."  but.....then , using all my homeostatic mechanism of my body, I brought myself back and then all that I did was , I begged to God to give that person some wisdom, I begged to Almighty to make that person sane enough that it wont think such crap again...holyshit... I  asked to impart the person truth that, that was a piece of crap and the truth is something else.....the truth is all I want to discuss here.....Amen! Amen!! Amen!!!
     Yah! so, ..Is it really true that cool things happen at big cities only?? Why is it taken to be granted that villages are no good at all in any aspect? Why is it taken to be granted that ''gaon me toh kuch nahi rehta!''  Not at all true....I mean, we are not the mere reflection of the city we live in, right? Its up to us, that who we are and what we want to be. Obviously , the aura around us influences the inner aspect of us, but all in all, its us , who decide what has to done, and what not, of-course! Why are we categorizing personalities by some crappy geographical barriers then?
      Attitude is something which contributes 99.99% here, something which is really unique, self centered , undiluted , unadulterated, unplugged, some which doesnt get altered by the place you live in, no matter however big or small.!! And this attitude can gain us, joy, fun, freak, peace, and all those things that even all the dhasoo things in any damn city cant own!
    Yeah!  Its all inside .... all within .....  deep down.....

found this stunning!

faces; :-).

                      Faces. Funny, sad, depressed, cheerful, wondering faces. Faces, these and those.
                      World full of faces. Every now and then, old, young........face showing newness in arriving this world; he just took birth, fear filled over the face; she just lodged a new place, face showing experience of generations down; he has already crossed his 90!
                      Faces showing struggle, satisfaction, spirit, zeal.......buses, trains, houses, restaurants, lands flooding with faces. Encountering faces, wherever we go!!
                    Millions of faces rushing here, gushing there, hurrying, pondering, screaming. .......
                    Faces .....each face presenting identity in the world full of faces!