Changing music, changing times…!

With the changing trends of the society, our lives have been altered too. Hitting the malls and spending some Moolah’ is the idea of an ideal Sunday. Bedtime stories have a replacement with Radio Mirchi extending the time limit upto 2 in the morning. Movies no longer need a story line because maybe the mindsets of the common man are altering. After all, there is no hard and fast rule that a movie must have a gist always. Sometimes we find ourselves watching a completely hopeless movie without getting bored. Reason?! Well, the reason may be anything. Himesh Reshmiya adding to the music quotient of the movies, the chances of the movie going flop but famous, is more. Music definitely has diverted its path from ‘sounding good’ to just ‘Sound’! Being a Himesh Reshmiya fan myself I would not want to criticize him because he has proved his critics wrong. With accepting a voice like Himesh in the music industry we have literally accepted the changing like’s of the new generation. Lata Mangeshkar still remains the legend of the film fraternity but with Asha Bhonsale trying her hand at newer versions of compositions, it seems even the singers have learnt the bitter rule of the music industry.
The Rule being: He, who accepts, can still survive.
Then may it be, music directors tuning their chords according to the Hollywood harmony or then trying to create an image of them by mixing their songs in a unique style. Sometimes, remixes make me ponder. Do we actually need a change? What needs to be revitalized is the mindset that remixed music lasts. The last time my father played an old Hindi track all he told me was about some of his sweet memories from the college days. Now when I play the remixed version of the same old track, all he mutters is how the times have changed. Have the times really changed I asked myself a lot many times? The worried look on my fathers face as I walk back home at 8.30 pm tells it all. Times have changed. Just like the music, our lives have been remixed in a fashion that we have long forgotten what we are. Before we lose the synchronization of our life, we need to rejuvenate our senses to find the lost composer in our self. At a point where there is utter chaos around us, being in touch with the inner self can help us stay calm and alert to head any of the situations that emerge. Thus I conclude, music and life go hand in hand.

ketki.. my angel!!

Friends with whom we have shared our sorrows and our joys become a part of our life story.
If a long time friend expires, it's as if part of your story has vanished. Ketaki was a part of my life story, my best buddy. Someone who actually was the true
definition of closeness for me. I met her in the first year of junior college. What started
off as a fight turned out to be the most prized relationship for me. I was a solitary person
till I met her. I had many friends but never could share my innermost feelings with anybody.
She was there for me during every crisis - major and minor. I would call her my crisis
manager. She understood instinctively how I felt and how to help. I knew I could call her
anytime and say "I need you, can you come?" and she would not bat an eyelid. I never felt
the slightest awkward to ask her for help. Knowing that I had her rock steady support made me feel secure. She changed college with a
promise to meet me every week. A promise she kept. She came home every Saturday evening. I
didn't need to entertain her, nor did she entertain me. It was like spending the evening on
my own- but better. She had a unique overview of my life and therefore was in a position to
give me advice. She never judged me like others did and was always honest. Two years of
understanding and ultimate loyalty. I never took it personally when we didn't talk for a
while. Because when we did get in touch nothing had changed.I realize her worth today. Even though I was a loner before I met her, I never felt so
lonely like I feel today. Life has changed ever since she's gone. But I know, even though
she's living in a different world than mine, I still can call out to her in my troubled
days. She is someone I cant ever let go. She is my support, my superstar and my best friend
always!! An angel who touched my heart truly! FRIEND-someone one likes and chooses to spend
time with u,a sympathizer,helper and supporter. But ketaki was much more than just all that.
Who was ketaki? To me she was everybody..seriously everybody!

juz back from goa!

It's a shame Goa comes burdened with a reputation for louche living, because there's so much more to it than sun, sand and psychedelia. The allure of Goa is that it remains quite distinct from the rest of India and is small enough to be grasped and explored in a way that other Indian states are not. we never try to reveal the true identity of the ever soo beautiful goa! trips to goa make me fall in love with the true beauty and the character of my native place..., not only is goa wonderful.., but the people are super human! maybe its the goan whos talkin here.. but i miss goa!! its wonderful to be called a goan.., if people actually want to see the beauty of goa i think they should visit the temples. Full of Peace and Serenity.., they define the Art of Living.