Heavy sword of Expectations

A life sans expectations is quite an unbelievable scenario. As human beings, it becomes inevitable to want something or the other from life.

"Why are people not like the way I want them to be?"
"This job is not getting me that extra kick, I want it to give me that spunk."
"Why can't people just leave me alone"
"Wish he could change his attitude."
"His nature could be altered."
"Why are people so callous?"
"My business should give me 30% return by the end of 2013."
so on and so forth...

These are a handful of thoughts laced with expecting: situations, people and life to be like how we would want them to be. Truth being, people, situations and problems will never ever change; we would have to learn to adapt. To wear a cloak of insulation; insulation against getting affected by what people say, events that are beyond our control and anything that displaces sanity.

How does one follow these words? Tough, of course. As time passes, we would like to believe,  we shall too pass through what it offers and what it doesn't.

There is no foolproof guarantee for anything except death.
We do not want to die but are not keen on living either.

Life becomes what we maketh it to be.

I cannot pretend to recount all that he told me, but I gleaned from what he said that he was the genius who presided over the contretemps of mankind, and whose business it was to bring about the odd accidents which are continually astonishing the skeptic. - The Angel of the odd by Edgar Allan Poe
 

"Katha Collage" - Influencer !!

Badebhai Sahab by Premchand
Directed By Naseerudin Shah
This tale of two brothers, narrated in the first person by the younger (the carefree, irresponsible but unknowingly brilliant one) about his older sibling, (the dour, studious but irredeemable mediocre one) is a study of contrasts of many kinds: a contrast of mindsets and approaches to life: a contrast of tradition and modernity, and a contrast of natural brilliance and natural dullness.
No sides are taken by the writer in this hilarious study of two people who should be alike in every way, but are obviously touched by different stars.
Chhote Bhai - Vivaan Asad Shah
Bade Bhai - Faisal Rashid

Shatranj ke Khiladi by Premchand
Directed By Naseerudin Shah
This delicious satire set in the days just prior to 1857, about two indulgent feudal lords obsessed with the game of chess at the cost of everything else, personal or political, has uncanny echoes of the modern apathy of most of us.
The fate that catches up with these decadent gentlemen is one which probably awaits all those who refuse to be drawn into taking a stand about anything except their own misguided sense of pride.
Mirza - Rakesh Chaturvedi
Meer - Manoj Pawha

Sankraman (The Circle of Life) By Kamtanath
Most of us on hitting middle age, are often startled by memory flashes of or own parents and by how similar to them we have unconsciously begun to sound or look or behave. The realization that we could not possibly have been any other way is sometimes bitter, and always inevitable. The writer has perceptively captured this remorseless circle of life in which all of us are caught. These three pungent, straight-from-the-heart points of view of a man, his wife and their son are set in a middle class home of Uttar Pradesh, but are representative of parents and progeny everywhere.
Pita - Naseeruddin Shah
Putr - Rakesh Chaturvedi
Maa - Seema Pawha   

Courtesy: Handouts at the venue

I am still reeling under the heady effect of these plays. Humour has the capability and the elan to say the truth as it is. Such a narration of the truth doesn't seem to ruffle any feathers.

To realize how I could see a clear glimpse of myself in each character, though, through the glaze of humour, the impact of the realization lessened. However, the truths of who we are can never be escaped from.

With passage of time, we all would like to believe that we are evolving. The tough question we need to ask ourselves is: Are we?

Words fail me currently to say what I want to. An Experience sometimes can just be, well, experienced. 

The Character

It is music which decides; whom it will influence and through whom will it shine like the morning light that disspates the darkness of the soul.

I looked for the answer from my previous post and it took me some time to realise that music chooses it's people and Music is the one with character. One could be simply sitting and out of nowhere the most humdinger of sounds play in our minds like beautiful notes. The experience is ephemeral, though it seems, truth is, it is anything but that.

The quality of any sound is to play like a soothing piece, however, if one is in a poignant or disturbed frame of mind then the most elegant, soulful sound becomes jarring and instantly one wants to block it out. This again is based on individual experience and music to one ear could be dissonance to the other. Interpreting sounds into melodies or noise solely rests on the faculty of how one is feeling..


Somehow everyone gets affected or rather influenced by music. It is an escaper, and a great one at that; makes you gallop away from whatever is playing in your head repeatedly and the sound of those thoughts are replaced by the sound of music. It helps in overpowering in a positive way.

To such an empowering phenomenon. I take a respectful bow.