March 30, 2005
In just another week I shall be free from all the things that's been tyin me up all these days..I shall be out in this world, takin off for a couple of months and then plannin to just go ahead and see wat life has to offer. Too much work kept me up the last couple of weeks, haven't had a proper nite's sleep in like AGES. But now to sit at home and see the work that I had done the past coupla weeks, I sure have the biggest grin on my face.
The music video and the ad I shot and directed have really come out well, They are goin to be screened in the coll campus on the second of april and am sooo excited for that. I just got an sms from my mom that she might try and come here for the weekend to see the screenin of my work, so now THAT made my day. ANd in the next week am goin to b'lore- a battery recharge is in the offing and well it sure is goin to be one WILD Budday for me when I go there. (note bloggers, MY BUDDAY IS COMIN UP...MAKE A NOTE...NOWWWWWW) heheheh
ANd the last week has been a revelation of sorts. I'm now the Band Manager for Powder In The Ashtray and am absofreakinlutely thrilled and over the moon to be the manager for a rock band. Where are the chicks? WHo needs the passes for our shows? Ok!! ONE AT A TIME PLEASE!!!
There are just soooo many things that have happened the last couple of weeks. ANd there is so much of catchin up to do in the blog world...coffee is ready, the comp seems to be workin fine..Where are all the women...I mean where are all the blogs...
And I also want to tell u that Bhadinda is now safe and the cows are ok now, Crime fighting was never this fun and Well the world is safe now...
P:S MISSED ME? *Evil Grin*
March 14, 2005
The darkest way, and did not turn away,
A cold kind man brave in his narrow pride
On that darkest day, Oh, forever may
He lie lightly, at last, on the last, crossed
Hill, under the grass, in love, and there grow
Young among the long flocks, and never lie lost
Or still all the numberless days of his death, though
Above all he longed for his mother's breast
Which was rest and dust, and in the kind ground
The darkest justice of death, blind and unblessed.
Let him find no rest but be fathered and found,
I prayed in the crouching room, by his blind bed,
In the muted house, one minute before
Noon, and night, and light. the rivers of the dead
Veined his poor hand I held, and I saw
Through his unseeing eyes to the roots of the sea.
An old tormented man three-quarters blind,
I am not too proud to cry that He and he
Will never never go out of my mind.
All his bones crying, and poor in all but pain,
Being innocent, he dreaded that he died
Hating his God, but what he was was plain:
An old kind man brave in his burning pride.
The sticks of the house were his; his books he owned.
Even as a baby he had never cried;
Nor did he now, save to his secret wound.
Out of his eyes I saw the last light glide.
Here among the light of the lording sky
An old man is with me where I go
Walking in the meadows of his son's eye
On whom a world of ills came down like snow.
He cried as he died, fearing at last the spheres'
Last sound, the world going out without a breath:
Too proud to cry, too frail to check the tears,
And caught between two nights, blindness and death.
O deepest wound of all that he should die
On that darkest day. oh, he could hide
The tears out of his eyes, too proud to cry.
Until I die he will not leave my side.
March 09, 2005
The melodious strains and the ferociously gorgeous voices
Peerless in the realm of music
Seeped into consciousness
And swept the soul to ecstasy on a tide of voices,
Stirring the subtle, subversive and surprisingly vulnerable senses
By melting the lingering resistance of consciousness.
While the soft melodies with their exotic vibes,
By wheedling emotions and demanding passion
Brought the heart to experience a visceral blast of romance and melody
And the blissful warmth, a surging current of love
Mirroring the innocently youthful spirit
Never failing to trigger the fabulous fusion of the soul and the heart
Unravels the power of mystery,
The mystery of music,
Giving yet another chance to experience the intoxicating magic.
March 05, 2005
Durin the awards got a call from a good friend- he got a job in pondi and so he wanted all our gang to come to Bikes &Barrel for a beer. And the evenin was just beginnin to take shape. During the couple of hours I was there, a lot of things popped up in my head. Not coz of the beer or the endless smoke there, but more like a serious revelation. I love my life. I love my friends and Well I SHALL WIN AN OSCAR SOON. hehehehe
Edited after more beer and well a routine mail check before goin to bed:
Guys.....arjun here...my class mates were prasoon, ajith narayanan, bobby, deepak, anitha etc......cant remember all the names,... i miss u guys a lot... i did my 9th standard in kv in the yr... 1997 and hope u guys remember we did a bhangra dance in state level.. prasoon, i and other guys in the group..shit... pls someone in this batch please replynow am done with my engg in ece and i got selected in the popstar selection by ss music channel called voicehunt. my video with the band will be out in this month in ssmusic channel, channel v and mtv.. the album is gonna release by 19th.our hoardings are put up in chennai and check out for the music... its rockindoin a movie also actin as hero in 4students 2part in malayalam...guys someone pls recognize and reply from this batchi miss u all a lot :-(check out the photo section to see melovmusicarjun
Have no clue who this person is. But if u guys know him. PLease reply. He sure misses u a lot.
BUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAH. My day is made.