The magiC of musiC

Well...well...welll...lemme put a pause to the posts on general affairs(i don't really post on it) and sports.....I sound boring to maself with these 'i-know-what- u -post' sorta posts and heaven knows what ma regular readers and fellow bloggers feel about these posts.....And there's this friend of mine who's taken an oath that he won't post on these topics.....so let's assume that i've taken a leaf out of his book and here i am posting on something which even i don't know where it'll lead me to.......so as i am typing this i come to a conclusion that the topic is going to be about something which has kept me very much adhered to itself in the recent past.....hmmm.......there are many things really..that too when i am a college student now with the extended boundary of freedom...But,those really can not be discussed in public......so these mazes lead me to one perfect answer to the requirement mentioned above.....Music......Don't wonder whether i am referring to ma gf's voice...that's really out of the question here.....am referring to the thing,as ma physics sir says,'which is pleasant to our ears'......lemme leave all those technical stuffs he keeps referring to....you might wonder why this guy is suddenly posting about musiq when music lovers are born by nature and those who hate it go to the grave without changing their opinion.....well......I am an exception.....and i like the idea of being one,coz i am really starting to like the way music keeps changing my moods.....especially hip hop and latin music at that......i am really starting to get hooked up to Enrique's voice, blue's lyrics and some more..........and there's this song one of ma friends gave me,by Justin timberlake.....if i don't listen to it, i don't get sleep.....then imagine the way i am impressed by it......and there are many more songs which are being loaded by me into ma mobile just bcoz ma friend says they are good........i am yet to hear them all.....but i am assuming that they are good bcoz the guy who said they are good was the one who got the j.t track into ma notice.........hmmm.......now do i realise what all those comments, which were weird to me then when i was in some tenth or so ,about the magic of music.........and now one among the many who are in its powerful webs......
and one bad thing which this has bestowed upon me is, i keep blabbering something without even knowing what i am doing.....that's english musiq for ya........

This guy is no monkey.....

I am just back from watching one helluva innings from the gigantic Andrew Symonds....and take my word for it,this guy is no monkey.....if You're wondering why am referring to our ancestors here, i'll tell you this....recently the worser section of the indian crowd allegedly created controversy by making racial comments against this guy(they made some monkey sound it seems,or atleast that's what my newspaper said) ,and man hasn't he responded well......he has taken his country outta the mat almost every time he came up to bat and he did it even today with a century and a good one at it......seems to have made some changes to his batting and they really are working for him........i can't stop talking about him.......okay ,lemme try to do.......i really was impressed by the way Sreeshanth bowled today.....he was very quick and controlled his tongue and temper pretty well too.....and the last over of Zaheer was very good...and it was supposed to be coz zaheer really seemed to have had a tone up with his bowling.......he is hitting the deck and got the well deserved respect from the great Ponting......now india has its job cut out...it has to bat pretty well to make a match outta this total......let's see......

Back to where it began.......

I sit in the bus,thinking about what's ahead......i am gonna go to the place where everything began.
...and the fifteen minutes ride seems to go away in seconds as i rewind my secondary school life....and i get down from the bus, and take a stroll in the direction of the place which has made me into what I am.....immediately i lose track of time.....i find a lot of acquainted faces and we en quire about each one else's well being.....even though we did not knew the true meaning of friendship then, the first seeds of friendship n everything else were sewn into our minds only in our school days......Me and my pal decided to go take a look at the places were we had spent, among the most cherished moments of our life...and there was a moment when i felt like going and sitting inside my class and spending the rest of ma life there....But things have to keep going and nobody can bring back time......So i decide against it and keep moving and after some two hours,i decide to move on and bid adieu to ma friends.....and during the return journey to ma house,i realize that i had just been 'WHERE EVERYTHING BEGAN'.......and i mean everything.......

A ridiculous beginning to a day.....

It's ten to five in the clock.....suddenly i hear one of ma favorite music tracks ever, right into my eardrums that i hate it for that moment....and i realize that it's nothing but my alarm to get up and go have ma usual session of an hour in the gymnasium....but it's Monday and i don't really care to get up.....i draw up my blanket and act as if i din really hear the alarm...and so i have just missed my workout session....but this has nothing to do with the topic though....there are still loads of things to come.....Having slept two hours extra ,i get up sharply at seven and i am not in any hurry to get started for my college...I'll call this one of my baddest of habits...i am more often than not a latecomer but i never really thought i was lazy either.....so i slowly get started to my college and leave ma house at around seven thirty,which is five minutes earlier than the usual time i leave my house.....Nevertheless,i walk as quick as I'd do on any other day. And just as i see the place where we usually board the bus to college from the road's end i notice that there are not enough students...that's a bit weird.....suddenly a knot arises in my stomach ,as the idea of missing the college bus never really occurred to me....and slowly i start to recover myself.....i got into a bus which goes to a place somewhat nearer to my college than the place i am currently standing.....and when i get down from it,i am still some thirty minutes away from my college.....i suddenly remember my eighth standard days when i never really worried about the absence of buses....and as though somebody read my mind i find a bike coming towards me at fifty plus and i hestitantly put my hands out in a gesture meaning 'gimme a lift'...and bless him he exactly did that.....but it wasn't as easy as it sounds....i had to get some three lifts to get into my college only to find that an accident has happenned on its entrance.....but i take no notice of it and continue walking until my class and suddenly i realize that some forty students are watching me as if i am an intruder in their class but i thought i did look like one with my fussed up eyes n hair stranded in all directions.......what would you call this other than a ridiculous beginning to a day????

The black eyed Bingo........

After many weeks, i managed to stumble on a premier league match, as my hand was making serious exercises with the remote......And i take a close look at both the teams and alas I've stumbled upon a manu match.....Even though i am really not one of its serious fans i really like some of its players.....and as i was seeing the match, i realized that one among the has had a bad day.....yep, the best player in the planet right now has had something wrong with his eyes.....Cr7 has hurt his eye......and the match goes on without any serious damage done to the other team which one's name i don remember and no regrets on it.i was interested only on Cr, rooney and giggs mebbe.......And suddenly the game became manu's after two quick goals and four overall in the second half........and two of them were scored by Cr.........And i even remember him pointing to his eyes when he scored his first one......and that made me make this post which such a topic.....And the champs are back where they began this season........

'nothing really seems to stop me tonight'

uh uh, i keep thinking about a topic while listening to some music in ma pc when this track named 'Nothing really seems to stop me tonight' by none other than Paris hilton falls in my ears...And that made me make a decision, nothings really gonna stop me tonight from posting the least of it being absence of topics....So when i try to pull out a topic outta thin air i remember 'stick' sreeshanth's comic image of charging into Symonds after he scalps his wicket,don't mind the nick name though,I've started realizing how small the indians are ,when it comes to their physical appearance in comparison with the aussies...anyway to any one who thinks our nation's pride is hurt by this statement, I'd like to apologize and i'd also like to remind you that i am shorter to none when it comes to loving my nation....ok,lemme come to my point, why in hell would Sreeshanth do what he did, and don't tell to me that this is aggression,I've seen enough cricket to differentiate aggression from folly........And a good bowler just gives a stare and don't tell me McGrath gave more than a stare to a batsmen....McGrath is McGrath and Pollock is Pollock and McGrath went into this stuff only when he did everything right and still ended up without a wicket.And i really think one more issue on sreeshanth and Dhoni's ability to handle his fellows mebbe under serious scrutiny and i think dhoni should take a leaf outta Dada's book on this issue.....after all dada was himself aggressive but never really got hooked up....and now my quest is done...i've hung on to my decision in posting tonight,come what may.............