Tag: drive

  • Keynotes

    There are keys that unlock memories, some of them happen to be on a keyboard, the musical type. And that’s exactly what happened when I chanced upon a keyboard at a relative’s place. I started with the easy stuff that I could still remember – nursery rhymes 😀

    That was followed by some attempts at carnatic music. Some successful, and some not. Lots of rust. And lots of immediate connections, where the fingers knew automatically where to go. And I was asked how i knew, and then, how long I had learnt. No time is quite enough, but in 9 years, you could learn quite some.

    Thanks to the interest I had then, Dad bought me a Casio when I was in school. You’d have played with one at some point in your life? The ones with 100 instrument simulations and background beats? It was good fun to learn Bolly numbers by self, practice till it was perfected, and then try out alternate beats and backgrounds. It was also tougher to play carnatic, quite unwieldy, and therefore more fun.

    It lost out quite a bit towards the last two years of school life thanks to the school team’s cricket and cultural calendar. Just like quizzing lost when Dumb C became an obsession, around the same time. And while the singing had a longer shelf life, that too stopped after college. Campus politics was also fun, and sometimes  serious, just like beaches and business studies. 🙂

    A few keys and out came the snapshot of life. Meanwhile, remember the room? The keyboard sits on the cupboard, high up on the topmost shelf. Out of reach, out of reckoning, thanks to some carelessness (left the batteries inside too long). Like the aspirations it had kindled a long time back – out of reach? Out of reckoning? When, sometime in life,  fun took a backseat, perhaps unconsciously. When i go home, I fiddle with the keyboard, no sound comes out, and I never bother to change the batteries and try to make it work.

    Today is friday, it is my day to do what i want
    Mama can tell me that i’m goin nowhere, i’m just a prisoner of my fate

    I could say fate, or I could say time, or I could say priorities, and after a while, all these would amount to what I could call baggage, but I doubt if any of them would quite satisfy my own mind. I sometimes think its fear, of what would happen if I explored what once used to be fun, and found out I had changed. Maybe these things are safer in the past, maybe we couldn’t handle each other in the present..or future. I’m still wondering how I should go ahead with a few of these unfinished businesses, and also wondering if there’s such a thing as a last bus.

    until next time, to get the drive…

  • Locating Driver..Please Wait

    Someone recently told me that 98% of the things we do, are triggered by our sex drive, however remote the association is. since this was said by a guy who is pretty serious about this kinda research, i dont think its a hokey pokey statement.i also asked him if it was done by some freud fanatic, but he said that research also showed that it is applicable to about 90% of the people.
    now, since i have come across this bit of info, i have been doing a bit of self analysis- of course the details are classified..hehe, but on the whole (no pun), i dont fall into the majority..now, is that good or bad ?? :)…and it also makes me wonder what actually are the drivers behind what we do and therefore, to an extent, what we are and why we are….
    love, hatred, kindness, jealousy, fear, joy sadness… i realise that i have to apply tremendous pressure on my brains (wisecrack-ers will be executed) to get more emotions..which is kind of funny, because i feel something or the other all the time (shit, this is the problem with writing about sex, there’s always a hidden pun…as a general disclaimer, puns are not intentional and any resemblance is purely coincidental)… back from digressing, which of these emotions trigger us the most…what is the principal driver…
    i had a feeling that money could be the principal driver, until i realised that there are two aspects in this – one, a lot of people are learning to detach themselves from money, and i dont think these guys have any such detachment thoughts about sex, and two, i also realise that (as the cliche goes)
    money is not an end in itself, it is only the means to a different end, and if that end is pleasure, then pleasure in what form? a typical example, if one gets rich, buys villas and sleek cars, how much of the pleasure is out of owning it, isn’t it a pleasure of knowing that it
    is bound to attract a whole lot of people…………..
    sex is everywhere-movie themes, corporate life, hell, even the olympics… is it that it has always been there, but we are talking about it now….but more importantly, is it the principal driver for 90% of the people on this planet… i honestly dont know..
    as for me, i am still locating driver, please wait…..
    and in
    manuscrypts trivia
    a good fwd-
    In a ship the Generals of three nations were traveling with their soldiers. They started the topic that whose soldier had more of guts. The American general called for one of his men and told him to jump down the ship and take a round swimming around the moving ship.The soldier did as he was commanded and the general boasted of by saying “See the guts!”.
    Now the German general called out for one of his men and asked him to take two similar rounds.The soldier did as he was told. When he came back from the water the German said “See the guts “.
    Now the Indian General called out for his most courageous man and asked him to take five similar rounds.The soldier promptly replied, “Tere baap ka naukar hooon kya?????.” At this the general proudly said “See the guts”

    PS i wanted to title it “sex, anybody?” but i thought my discerning audience would find it distasteful, realise my ambitious plans of self discovery through sex 😉 and i dont want to get into trouble like a certain mr.bhandarkar!!..hehe……xxxxxxxxxsexxxxxxxxxx