I think that within each one of us is a slender ray of light. This ray tries to make its way around difficult people, messy situations, depressing events and places. Some days, this ray squirms within; I can feel it. It chafes under inhibition, suppression and lack of coherence. And on some days, it breaks through barriers effortlessly, with strength and precision and elegance so that finally, it can travel at its natural speed… the speed of thought and achieve all that it was meant to.
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I hate sleeping during the afternoon. Plain detest it. I wake up with a woozy feeling in my head, almost as if I’m experiencing jet-lag. I glance out of the window and get absolutely no indication of what time of the day it is. There’s a pukey feeling within and the colour is a dull grey. Plus I lose all sleep during night. And post on LJ at this unearthly hour. Ugh.
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I found Eyes Wide Shut a fascinating film. Different people read differently into that film, I know. I found the concept fascinating, the music mind-blowing, the casting excellent. I recall an old friend telling me,”If I even *think* of another woman after marriage, I’ve already committed adultery. Following up with a physical act is of no consequence whatsoever.” The occasion was his bachelor party. Interesting… an understatement.
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Today was a rotten day. No sun, no fun! Dull grey all day long. Since I finally got all the furniture out of the house, the living room has SO much of space. Which is probably why I fell asleep right in the middle of the floor.
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I’m listening to Babul Mora Naihar by Jagjit Singh. What a beautiful song! I love all the versions: K.L Saigal, Kishori Amonkar, Jagjit Singh, Chitra Singh. I must hear Bhimsen Joshi’s rendition of the song.
Can’t find the lyrics…:-(
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I love writing.
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During the Advanced AOL Course, the teacher asked us what we really wanted. One of the course participants, a woman in her early 80s said that she wanted to travel around the world and die healthy. I couldn’t have agreed more with her. A slight addition: I would like to die listening to music.
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gotjanx says:
I love writing.
Really? Would never have guessed :D.
Humor machan. Keep writing.
November 2, 2004 — 9:25 pm
Lakshmi says:
Thanks for the endorsement, dude…:-)
November 2, 2004 — 9:31 pm
fugney says:
I hate sleeping during the afternoon
Empathise completely. But sometimes it’s just irrestible.
November 3, 2004 — 3:17 am
fugney says:
*slaps brow* “irresistable”
November 3, 2004 — 3:22 am
radhika74 says:
i think you mean “irresistible”:P
November 3, 2004 — 4:49 am
Lakshmi says:
:-)))
November 3, 2004 — 5:29 am
fugney says:
😛 Thanks.
November 3, 2004 — 7:38 am
radhika74 says:
“If I even *think* of another woman after marriage, I’ve already committed adultery. Following up with a physical act is of no consequence whatsoever”..hmmm..true bachelor party speak,that! :D..i feel that most men do feel physically attracted to beautiful women even after marriage..it’s natural..but not following it up is what constitutes faithfulness.
November 3, 2004 — 4:52 am
rileen says:
Yup, we love your writing as well 🙂
Sleeping in the afternoon usually disagrees with me as well – the time between waking up afterwards and going to bed at night is usually one big dull stretch.
“If I even *think* of another woman after marriage, I’ve already committed adultery. Following up with a physical act is of no consequence whatsoever.”
The second sentence in particular is gross overstatement. Even his wife might agree 🙂
Interesting that what you really want doesn’t include writing (travel books??) – hope the days get better, and that you eventually get to travel to your heart’s content.
November 3, 2004 — 7:35 am
Lakshmi says:
Sleeping in the afternoon usually disagrees with me as well – the time between waking up afterwards and going to bed at night is usually one big dull stretch.
Right! I keep yawning and feel like there’s a ball of cotton in my mouth…:-)
November 3, 2004 — 9:49 am
rileen says:
Tried getting the lyrics – this is the best result i got, but this translation seems to indicate there’s more(?).
November 3, 2004 — 7:54 am
Lakshmi says:
Thanks, Rileen… I came across the Sulekha translation too and wondered if the song was that lengthy.
November 3, 2004 — 9:50 am
rileen says:
Even for the lines found in Hindi, the translator’s been pretty generous with adding his own words, perhaps to make it easier for people to understand(?).
November 4, 2004 — 1:19 am
savyasachi says:
It is this ray of light that I constantly look for……and when it breaks through the tunnels of my mind, what pure joy!
I echo your thoughts on dying while listening to music.
November 5, 2004 — 10:41 am