Showing posts with label Questions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Questions. Show all posts

Sunday, January 01, 2012

Hotel California

Sometimes I wonder about what happens after death -


You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave !
Welcome to the Hotel California ....
Such a Lovely place ... Lovely place ...

Thursday, December 23, 2010

I know that it's this very moment that is going to define the rest of my life ... yet, why is it so difficult to take a step ? Why is so difficult to start something .. to definitely decide something for yourself ?

Thursday, August 23, 2007

CREATIVITY ?

I dunno why is it that u never get to experience something in its purest form. Why everything has to be tinged with a certain not so favourable occurance or emotion to make u realize the imperfection of the thing u felt so nice about. Creativity for example.
Creativity is somehow cursed with an undeniable tag of ego to it. Sometimes I wonder why creativity is not free flowing … selfless, constructive, free of the need of appreciation , of praise, of possessiveness, of control … why is it so impatient, intolerant, impulsive.
Why is it that an artist needs to ‘hear’ it that a certain piece of art is good …or let us look at it in the very root … why is there a need to show it to smbdy else in the first place? Why isn’t the artform enuf in itself to provide him with all the solace in this world? Howmuchever our civilized modesty fool us into believing in the opposite , the truth remains that there is an urgent need to putforth, to tell, to show and ‘MAKE SURE’ it is seen by people who can appreciate it and ‘IT COULD COME TO U’ (this is always the subconscious effort)
And unfortunately, it doesn’t stop at this … creativity is intolerant … it detests interference … until u r madly in - 1. love or 2.awe of the person interfering. It wants everything to be its own – very own …the more others contribute, the more the joy is diluted … and it is possessive as well …. Somehow somebody else touching ur piece of art always causes an impulse of pain.
Creativity is selfish … It wants to give, but always with a tag of ‘me’ in it … ‘I’ suggested /worked hard/implemented/made sure/designed this. … ‘I’ made it better than it was … maybe I make it sound worse than it is, but that’s because I am worse than the others J

Once hridaynath mangeshkar was complemented by sanjeev abhyankar .. (plz do not take this lack of prefix adjectives like pandit to be my arrogance … its just that I am completely unaware of their hierarchy) . The latter complementing the former that his music was divine … and the former replied , “I mite be a good artist, but definitely not divine … I wouldn’t be here singing in front of u in that case… I would have relinquished ths and retired to the Himalayas … its my NEED to sing in front of u … “

Sometimes I think may be ‘uthal panyala khalkhalat far’ fits here perfectly. I guess its some kind of an insecurity that u feel … ur doubts about ur own creativity that creates the need of external approval … of being constantly reminded/assured of being creative … perhaps if u r ‘absolutely’ creative … nw ppl can argue on this and to be honest I ‘absolutely’ clueless about ‘absolute creativity’ … but then may be if u r either gifted enuf to have it or lucky enuf to develop it … u could be all that … pure, selfless, free, unaffected , balanced … no longer being tied by somebody else …. Just unadulterated bliss ….

For beginners though, we could start with questions like, “why did I feel the need to publish this blog ?” :)