Tuesday, December 01, 2009
Work Culture
Poker-faced young faces
Wander each day.
School’s door and books
Both close.
Education remains ruined.
Don’t you forget education?
It gives you work culture
That makes you away from guns
Away from Easy-Money
Then you stop Black-Art and Corruption
And redefine Quality-Living
And Life’s-Business.
You paved a way out
To voice the unutterable
A ‘renaissance’ over the Black-Society
To remove the common people’s fear
And their Black-Taxes
And their Deaths.
Wander each day.
School’s door and books
Both close.
Education remains ruined.
Don’t you forget education?
It gives you work culture
That makes you away from guns
Away from Easy-Money
Then you stop Black-Art and Corruption
And redefine Quality-Living
And Life’s-Business.
You paved a way out
To voice the unutterable
A ‘renaissance’ over the Black-Society
To remove the common people’s fear
And their Black-Taxes
And their Deaths.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
personal, family then social!
the 2 year innocent child's eye is no longer innocent
he's been cursed by the incident
when his ma painted in red with her won inner color
sleeping quietly on the chaos road
when the nervous system breaks down
by the bullet in her head
he sense his near-to-sibling
the 7 month fetus in the dead mother's womb
asking him to save
but all he can do was to watch it dying
slowly like a sunset.
all he does was to cry and cry
felt his bone sweating
that night, in his dream
he grew up with a strong arm
walking on the road where he lost his ma and unnamed-sibling
holding the same gun as they had
indulging the same killing like they did
producing the same person like he is
coz he thinks, this is life
coz they makes him think, this is life
it was a harebrained incident
a personal loss, gravely peril
a family, becoming unfortunate
no one is to blame
a society, who takes all the blame
and degrading and degrading...
he's been cursed by the incident
when his ma painted in red with her won inner color
sleeping quietly on the chaos road
when the nervous system breaks down
by the bullet in her head
he sense his near-to-sibling
the 7 month fetus in the dead mother's womb
asking him to save
but all he can do was to watch it dying
slowly like a sunset.
all he does was to cry and cry
felt his bone sweating
that night, in his dream
he grew up with a strong arm
walking on the road where he lost his ma and unnamed-sibling
holding the same gun as they had
indulging the same killing like they did
producing the same person like he is
coz he thinks, this is life
coz they makes him think, this is life
it was a harebrained incident
a personal loss, gravely peril
a family, becoming unfortunate
no one is to blame
a society, who takes all the blame
and degrading and degrading...
Friday, August 14, 2009
euthanasia
your firm hand and fierce eye
and i see the black hole where the gun barks
on my dusty-sweat-coated forehead
this tear-stained eye
longs for yet another moment with you
in this hell
your hygienic hand and your motherly look
with that tranquilizer on that syringe
on my veins, to relax me down
this exhausted soul
wants to cuddle you for the warmth
in this heaven
right or wrong
for good or for bad
you are the one who kills
suffering is my other name
that you have made me
then again you pity my miserable life
and you mercy kill me
amongst you even fought who to mercy kill me
with your gun’s little hole
you advice the trigger
and you become my birth-master
your gun is all-in-one tool for you
you use it everywhere
even to gain a grain of rice
your gun is your strongest drug
makes you forget everything
even the consciousness of being alive
well, enough of euphemism
i said euthanasia means ‘shoot yourself’.
and i see the black hole where the gun barks
on my dusty-sweat-coated forehead
this tear-stained eye
longs for yet another moment with you
in this hell
your hygienic hand and your motherly look
with that tranquilizer on that syringe
on my veins, to relax me down
this exhausted soul
wants to cuddle you for the warmth
in this heaven
right or wrong
for good or for bad
you are the one who kills
suffering is my other name
that you have made me
then again you pity my miserable life
and you mercy kill me
amongst you even fought who to mercy kill me
with your gun’s little hole
you advice the trigger
and you become my birth-master
your gun is all-in-one tool for you
you use it everywhere
even to gain a grain of rice
your gun is your strongest drug
makes you forget everything
even the consciousness of being alive
well, enough of euphemism
i said euthanasia means ‘shoot yourself’.
matam amagi waari oibikhiba?
kadaidagibu khangurino
up-to-date phijol hekta setlak-e
chahi khudinggi fashionsu adum hongi
jeans khonggrowdi lairadana gariphao hongi
kok leiba tunggi yumbirenni
mee khai!-bana heiriba leibak machasingni
kuina chat-chattaba nungshinahoudaba yaade
haying lei-leitaba ngasi thakhoudaba yaade
ojasu mangai, tuitionda takpiraktro mahai
shatrasu mahelli tuitiongi nama, ayukta gulli thihoudaba yaade
assembly loiraga canteenda changang amaga pokhai
jagat pumbagi waathi makhanaodagi thoklak-e
mayumdi enak khunbanina ngari amaga chara walli
yamna phajabagi typeta phadrak-phadrak thoklak-e, keithel sannaosingga amuk pulli
leikai ahansing mamit nanare dhaab-singdu oobada
hotnaba lepte leipung phamba, palem mama leirabisingna laaten amaga toklaktriphao
meegira mashagira harao kumheida mathwai thajei
rock-cum-fashion sow kaina touni ya-ya laowi
‘welcom to daa hoten caliphonia” rehearsal towwi
nungsha yungkhatlakpaduda mapuna besaimachasa laorak-e, kai chelli
wakhaldi nongshani, thee! toukhai, thutti laode
chak thee! chanei, thibong nattana ateidi leite
thumikak nung hattok-uro kapthok-uro hainei, kari lonno khangde
toubadadi matu thirakanda thirapna pan dukan amadi inthorak-e, thagatningaini.
up-to-date phijol hekta setlak-e
chahi khudinggi fashionsu adum hongi
jeans khonggrowdi lairadana gariphao hongi
kok leiba tunggi yumbirenni
mee khai!-bana heiriba leibak machasingni
kuina chat-chattaba nungshinahoudaba yaade
haying lei-leitaba ngasi thakhoudaba yaade
ojasu mangai, tuitionda takpiraktro mahai
shatrasu mahelli tuitiongi nama, ayukta gulli thihoudaba yaade
assembly loiraga canteenda changang amaga pokhai
jagat pumbagi waathi makhanaodagi thoklak-e
mayumdi enak khunbanina ngari amaga chara walli
yamna phajabagi typeta phadrak-phadrak thoklak-e, keithel sannaosingga amuk pulli
leikai ahansing mamit nanare dhaab-singdu oobada
hotnaba lepte leipung phamba, palem mama leirabisingna laaten amaga toklaktriphao
meegira mashagira harao kumheida mathwai thajei
rock-cum-fashion sow kaina touni ya-ya laowi
‘welcom to daa hoten caliphonia” rehearsal towwi
nungsha yungkhatlakpaduda mapuna besaimachasa laorak-e, kai chelli
wakhaldi nongshani, thee! toukhai, thutti laode
chak thee! chanei, thibong nattana ateidi leite
thumikak nung hattok-uro kapthok-uro hainei, kari lonno khangde
toubadadi matu thirakanda thirapna pan dukan amadi inthorak-e, thagatningaini.
chess board
the opening game:
it’s a game, game of death
starts with a victim like a pawn in chess
builds up strategy by the supporting bishops and knights
like a person tries to voice out for a solution with wrath within
so the opponent castles the king
like the chief minister hides somewhere in the capital
it’s the board, the battle ground, emagi tampak, manipur
where the game is often played
where the opponent’s pieces has acquired a unique rule
where the game from the meecham always lose
the middle game:
rules are followed no more
galore of thinking and long term plans
every single loop holes come to the public eye
yet everybody is in saving their asses
attacks-defends and defends-attacks
and lives keep losing, big or small
the notion of sacrifices started hitting the nerves
for the overall advantage of your side
even though this is just a civil war
a fooled ethnic war
the end game:
it has started and there has to be an end
general sacrifices for a soldier
for him to take up responsibility in a more fulfilling way
this is when the king comes out from the protected
exercise his duty, alas!
the circumstance where you cannot miss your turn even if you wanted to
now you relearn the game yet again
now again you see nobody around the board
you win or you lose
you have unmade and remade yourself.
it’s a game, game of death
starts with a victim like a pawn in chess
builds up strategy by the supporting bishops and knights
like a person tries to voice out for a solution with wrath within
so the opponent castles the king
like the chief minister hides somewhere in the capital
it’s the board, the battle ground, emagi tampak, manipur
where the game is often played
where the opponent’s pieces has acquired a unique rule
where the game from the meecham always lose
the middle game:
rules are followed no more
galore of thinking and long term plans
every single loop holes come to the public eye
yet everybody is in saving their asses
attacks-defends and defends-attacks
and lives keep losing, big or small
the notion of sacrifices started hitting the nerves
for the overall advantage of your side
even though this is just a civil war
a fooled ethnic war
the end game:
it has started and there has to be an end
general sacrifices for a soldier
for him to take up responsibility in a more fulfilling way
this is when the king comes out from the protected
exercise his duty, alas!
the circumstance where you cannot miss your turn even if you wanted to
now you relearn the game yet again
now again you see nobody around the board
you win or you lose
you have unmade and remade yourself.
message to offspring
you came to this world
not because i enjoyed the sex
but because you are the vision child
you once catch the gun toy
i held your hand an alphabet toy
and you know we both felt joy
the first day i felt you at school
you cried the fear of being left alone
and you came out with the proud smile of bring in the best crowd
you are born dangerous
always like to fought your classmates, on the last day of your vacation
and suddenly you suspended it; remembering that lesson in moral science
i’m boring and poor
and you don’t like me anymore
but listen to your ma, for all your do’s & dont’s
she will teach you to be a good person
the power of pen over gun
the fame over money
the courage over corruption
the education over intoxication
the voices over silly politicians
the anger before viruses with guns in their hand
the tears before the poor meitei-emas
the bravery before killings
above all she will teach you
how a good educational system could change a generation
i’m sad you are born in this curse land
but i know your inner inside
so spread the wings for your generation saving
we are the generation who closes my eyes
just to see a god child like you
we are ashamed to ema leibak & you please give us the hope before we die.
not because i enjoyed the sex
but because you are the vision child
you once catch the gun toy
i held your hand an alphabet toy
and you know we both felt joy
the first day i felt you at school
you cried the fear of being left alone
and you came out with the proud smile of bring in the best crowd
you are born dangerous
always like to fought your classmates, on the last day of your vacation
and suddenly you suspended it; remembering that lesson in moral science
i’m boring and poor
and you don’t like me anymore
but listen to your ma, for all your do’s & dont’s
she will teach you to be a good person
the power of pen over gun
the fame over money
the courage over corruption
the education over intoxication
the voices over silly politicians
the anger before viruses with guns in their hand
the tears before the poor meitei-emas
the bravery before killings
above all she will teach you
how a good educational system could change a generation
i’m sad you are born in this curse land
but i know your inner inside
so spread the wings for your generation saving
we are the generation who closes my eyes
just to see a god child like you
we are ashamed to ema leibak & you please give us the hope before we die.
a boy’s dream
the boy thought
i am in a cave call home
inside another cave call manipur.
knowledge is the quest of my life
will i ever get ‘em here, in this standoffishness
when’ll i be free to the space?
want to know how things work
more inspiration from “october sky”, “contact” movies
life comes once to embrace ones dream.
cycling to paddy fields
reaping the harvest you saw
and you pass yet another despairing day.
learning differential equations and quantization
but with lantern of smoke-filled wispy glass
after a meal of chengel or tan-gang
he slept dreaming of a delhite who bunks class
for a date with micro-skirt wearing girl in some shopping mall
yet who clears iit
he blames the government for the geographical disadvantages
for the immature educational system
for the lack of information and motivation to students
he indulges in college politics and was misguided
quits it and starts a home business
he knows he has been rearranged to a living-death soul.
one sunny day makes him reach to a far away no man’s land
unmade and remade himself
and had the final blow to his long gone torn dream.
i am in a cave call home
inside another cave call manipur.
knowledge is the quest of my life
will i ever get ‘em here, in this standoffishness
when’ll i be free to the space?
want to know how things work
more inspiration from “october sky”, “contact” movies
life comes once to embrace ones dream.
cycling to paddy fields
reaping the harvest you saw
and you pass yet another despairing day.
learning differential equations and quantization
but with lantern of smoke-filled wispy glass
after a meal of chengel or tan-gang
he slept dreaming of a delhite who bunks class
for a date with micro-skirt wearing girl in some shopping mall
yet who clears iit
he blames the government for the geographical disadvantages
for the immature educational system
for the lack of information and motivation to students
he indulges in college politics and was misguided
quits it and starts a home business
he knows he has been rearranged to a living-death soul.
one sunny day makes him reach to a far away no man’s land
unmade and remade himself
and had the final blow to his long gone torn dream.
who are you?
you are proud to be in general quota
whilst your brothers and sisters get big shots in the name of caste
you think you are trendy, sanskitizing and hindunising
just to end up having ethnic clashes with yourself
you ignored the fights of minor groups who were indeed protecting you
and now you don’t have any answer to those kuki’s questions
still you are damn chauvinist and you soliloquize
whatever man, i am still the one. numero uno, you know.
when you meet a new you, you don’t ask what he do
you only ask for a lunch someday, namesake
because he and you are spoil brats, who do nothing in life.
but you are real genius; you act like millionaire with only a penny in your pocket
you can punish your ma with your domestic demands for clothes and bikes
you go to capital for graduation; a five year long study
you like loosing control and you keep dying by guns
is it that you are patriot, a broken heart for his land?
or are you a businessman with a gun?
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additional words by ringo pebam.
so proud you are, of the shirui lilies
so you write of them, the beautiful lines
it's the hill men who protect the lilies and the hills
as you sit and talk at the leipungs about state integrity
your ego still tells you are a genius and they are fools
'cos you are from the beautiful tampak with the general-quota?
whilst your brothers and sisters get big shots in the name of caste
you think you are trendy, sanskitizing and hindunising
just to end up having ethnic clashes with yourself
you ignored the fights of minor groups who were indeed protecting you
and now you don’t have any answer to those kuki’s questions
still you are damn chauvinist and you soliloquize
whatever man, i am still the one. numero uno, you know.
when you meet a new you, you don’t ask what he do
you only ask for a lunch someday, namesake
because he and you are spoil brats, who do nothing in life.
but you are real genius; you act like millionaire with only a penny in your pocket
you can punish your ma with your domestic demands for clothes and bikes
you go to capital for graduation; a five year long study
you like loosing control and you keep dying by guns
is it that you are patriot, a broken heart for his land?
or are you a businessman with a gun?
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additional words by ringo pebam.
so proud you are, of the shirui lilies
so you write of them, the beautiful lines
it's the hill men who protect the lilies and the hills
as you sit and talk at the leipungs about state integrity
your ego still tells you are a genius and they are fools
'cos you are from the beautiful tampak with the general-quota?
Fear is the fashion!
Fear seems to be a fashion now
When something wrong happens unaware
Your dream will let it feel
Still you are a flip-flop
Confused all the way to the root of conscience
Something must be going on
Yeah I have a fear that something wrong is really going on
But fear seems to be a fashion now.
When something wrong happens unaware
Your dream will let it feel
Still you are a flip-flop
Confused all the way to the root of conscience
Something must be going on
Yeah I have a fear that something wrong is really going on
But fear seems to be a fashion now.
Friday, April 17, 2009
Mumbai Blast
Mumbai got a blast, businessmen shattered
Politicians shut up
Journalist got a boom
Why everyone is only in saving their asses?
If Qutub Minar was blown
If Varanasi was the target
If Ooty turns Sahara
Would the happenings be so loud, so loud
Well, after all its all financial
The news channel got the benefit anyway!
Politicians shut up
Journalist got a boom
Why everyone is only in saving their asses?
If Qutub Minar was blown
If Varanasi was the target
If Ooty turns Sahara
Would the happenings be so loud, so loud
Well, after all its all financial
The news channel got the benefit anyway!
Monday, March 16, 2009
Home Bitter Home
I dont wanna go home, though it's where my heart seeks
I dont wanna go home, coz there's nothing much remain there
I dont wanna be jobless
I dont wanna live a fearful live
I dont wanna get killed
I dont wanna be in stone-age live
Home bitter home
But I miss my youthful days
Home bitter home
But I miss my close ones
Home bitter home
Still I miss that cheap wine
Home bitter home
but I guess I still belong there
I am still a true son of you mother, my mother
I will always miss you, your cool breeze and paddy fields
Your green hills and tasty fish
Your culture and tradition
Brought me up with satisfaction
But now...
Home bitter home
But I miss my youthful days
Home bitter home
But I miss my close ones
Home bitter home
Still I miss that cheap wine
Home bitter home
but I guess I still belong there
I dont wanna go home, coz there's nothing much remain there
I dont wanna be jobless
I dont wanna live a fearful live
I dont wanna get killed
I dont wanna be in stone-age live
Home bitter home
But I miss my youthful days
Home bitter home
But I miss my close ones
Home bitter home
Still I miss that cheap wine
Home bitter home
but I guess I still belong there
I am still a true son of you mother, my mother
I will always miss you, your cool breeze and paddy fields
Your green hills and tasty fish
Your culture and tradition
Brought me up with satisfaction
But now...
Home bitter home
But I miss my youthful days
Home bitter home
But I miss my close ones
Home bitter home
Still I miss that cheap wine
Home bitter home
but I guess I still belong there
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Ne'er is the Absolute.
Eluding from absoluteness is human nature
Pregnant of things happen each moment
You were not in control when you thing you are.
The good and the bad are the two indispensables source of life
Wont you look down at this interesting complication
You have made yourself, you have made yourself !
In the end, you think beginning has arrived
Just because you think you can mend the pot
Then you think it wont look as delicate as it were.
The good and the bad are the two indispensables source of life
Wont you look down at this interesting complication
You have made yourself, you have made yourself !
Restlessness in heaven for nothing
Feelings of dissatisfaction when you are fully satisfied
You simply amazed the sound of calling back from some dark.
The good and the bad are the two indispensables source of life
Wont you look down at this interesting complication
You have made yourself, you have made yourself !
Pregnant of things happen each moment
You were not in control when you thing you are.
The good and the bad are the two indispensables source of life
Wont you look down at this interesting complication
You have made yourself, you have made yourself !
In the end, you think beginning has arrived
Just because you think you can mend the pot
Then you think it wont look as delicate as it were.
The good and the bad are the two indispensables source of life
Wont you look down at this interesting complication
You have made yourself, you have made yourself !
Restlessness in heaven for nothing
Feelings of dissatisfaction when you are fully satisfied
You simply amazed the sound of calling back from some dark.
The good and the bad are the two indispensables source of life
Wont you look down at this interesting complication
You have made yourself, you have made yourself !
Thursday, October 25, 2007
40
Do you know why I quit smoke ? Because I want to live longer. Why ? I feel that life starts after 40.
At 6:40 am early morning on 4th February 1981 I had the first cry but then was cuddled by my mom, taught me how to feel, taught me how to eat, taught me to say ma, taught me to laugh, the warmheartedness begins and taught me the love. Then the usual ritual starts, go to kinder garden - playing toys with joys, sub-junior schools - running wild and free and making friends, high school - posing around and making more friends and girl friends and intoxicating and day-dreaming, colleges days - further maturing those high school feelings with a sense of making effort to reach those dreams to be a face in the crowd, corporate life - learned the definition of commitment, ethics, working day and night and hanging out at weekends to the extreme, making money, roaming the world, promotions and life goes on.
Isn't it so natural.It would have been natural,had been the case if there were no dark side, the greed, the jealousy, the competitiveness, the fights. Humans are complex and they become more and more complex to make themselves simple.Learning is not only everywhere its in every moment too.
Now I am passing time to make myself simple by learning, talking an advantage from the fact that "Life teaches you everything". Now I am working, earning money to stand a family, looking for a girl to be my wife, roaming the world seeing what it is, waiting for appraisal for a leap in status, reading and writing exams for personal status, making more friends and maturing old friends, caring my parent and brothers and sisters, listening songs and learning them because it makes me happy, feels depress when the thought of the lost love surrounds, loosing control and laughing out loud like no tomorrow, exercising to make myself fit - the physical aspect, aligning to wisdom sensually and practically - the mental aspect, engross in some deep simple primitive thoughts and feelings - the spiritual aspect.
And I am really passing time until I am 40 to know what lies beyond, when I am truly simple. Dear God, I am so afraid, give me the strength to simplify myself.
Friday, August 10, 2007
Metallica Denmark 13 July 2007
Something last forever !!!
God knows. I deserved to attain the Metallica concert. Moment was a moment that I have longed since 1994,when I first heard Enter Sandman. In the middle of the show, after they played Battery, they were about to end, so we said "we one more". James after some pretense said "You know we aren't going; not your first time seeing Metallica is it? If it is your first time ????? ", he said with his hands raising "Welcome to the Family".
I was touched and same time was in imperial.
Journey starts by approaching a wrong gate that was intended for workers :-).
When I reach the main gate, there were only few thousand fans at 3:30 pm.
We were all impatiently waiting for 6 o’clock for gate opening.
As soon as I got the pass, without a second thought I ran a 100 m race and got the first row, amongst the front most categories. I was the front most and middle most... huh!!!
To my surprise (forget about manipuri, indian or asian) I was the only black hair guy in the 50,000 crowd. See the crowd.
Some more crowd.
Come some numbers from some popular European bands.
At eight o'clock, Metallica is really going to start.
They have the instruments fixed by their supporting group and their specialty of sticking guitar picks on the microphone stands. Sounds were really becoming great. A plug in a single bass string even gives a sufficient jerk to the chest and some other fans standing besides me prepare their ear buds.
They come up with the following numbers, - - - - signifies other Metallica activities.
Creeping Death
For Whom The Bell Tolls
Wherever I May Roam
Disposable Heroes
Welcome Home (Sanitarium)
...And Justice For All
The Memory Remains
No Leaf Clover
Orion
Fade To Black
Master of Puppets
Battery
- - - -
Sad But True
Nothing Else Matters
One
Enter Sandman
- - - -
Whiplash
Seek and Destroy
- - - -
There were this one the background and suddenly from nowhere I saw James than I saw Krik in their full form, I was astoundingly surprise with happiness that I was senseless for the rest of the first two numbers (Creeping Death
and For Whom The Bell Tolls) and I keep singing the song aloud, with eyes closed and head banging (well afterward I was forced to consult a doc for my neck pain).
I could start lowering to senses abit in Wherever I May Roam
and was able to think that I should take some videos in Disposable Heroes .
Now comes ...And Justice For All, they really enjoyed playing this number and I guess I did the most head banging in this number.
Welcome Home (Sanitarium) was played exactly the same way, for a moment I wasn't able to convince myself the happiness I am through, thinking I am with Metallica, remembered all those yesteryears where I lie besides my music system listening to them, mesmerized.
Then Orion music was so heavily put-on that the music grows upon me.
Then comes Fade to Black
, my darling number; and in the midst when the heavy riff gonna start, James put in a nice way, making the moment just perfect by letting us wait as if we are waiting for a most awaited riff.
Master of Puppet
and
, I lost when I actually saw Krik playing the riff. This song is one of the most technical, melodious riffs driven song.
Battery and Sad But True
(one of their favorite song) goes as usual.
Nothing Else Matters
was the most perfect number and it seems that the song was sung for me. I miss the love of my life at that moment and I whisper her name quietly. This becomes the theme of this little review, SOMETHING LAST FOREVER!!!
Anyways, One
please don’t miss this video, it was wow!!!! The starting of this number was something I couldn't ever imagine, those presentations by bombs blast series and heavy colorful lighting, and following with James plug-in, again followed by Krik's spellbinding lead solo, and the ending double foot base drum of Lars Ulrich (My all time favorite drummer).Then comes Enter Sandman (I guess I don’t repeat my feeling now) but the last off timing uhh !!
was produce with a restless waiting followed by another bomb blast. This number is simply unique, the more you hear this song the more you extract some musical meaning out of it.
Whiplash
in a flash.
Lastly Seek and Destroy
, don’t know why this number still rocks since 1983,already 14 years in top list, better time be with us for another 11 years to become a hall of fame.
One great show was over, fans were relaxing and at the same time looking down in search of the guitar pick Metallica throws .
Never seen such a hugh crowd. Meet one Russian born guy, Alexander and we become good frens. On way back people were everywhere sitting, sleeping even on the road. They were doing anything. I came to hotel with Alex, had the sixth beer as a token to the most memorable moment of our lives.
God knows. I deserved to attain the Metallica concert. Moment was a moment that I have longed since 1994,when I first heard Enter Sandman. In the middle of the show, after they played Battery, they were about to end, so we said "we one more". James after some pretense said "You know we aren't going; not your first time seeing Metallica is it? If it is your first time ????? ", he said with his hands raising "Welcome to the Family".
I was touched and same time was in imperial.
Journey starts by approaching a wrong gate that was intended for workers :-).
When I reach the main gate, there were only few thousand fans at 3:30 pm.
We were all impatiently waiting for 6 o’clock for gate opening.
As soon as I got the pass, without a second thought I ran a 100 m race and got the first row, amongst the front most categories. I was the front most and middle most... huh!!!
To my surprise (forget about manipuri, indian or asian) I was the only black hair guy in the 50,000 crowd. See the crowd.
Some more crowd.
Come some numbers from some popular European bands.
At eight o'clock, Metallica is really going to start.
They have the instruments fixed by their supporting group and their specialty of sticking guitar picks on the microphone stands. Sounds were really becoming great. A plug in a single bass string even gives a sufficient jerk to the chest and some other fans standing besides me prepare their ear buds.
They come up with the following numbers, - - - - signifies other Metallica activities.
Creeping Death
For Whom The Bell Tolls
Wherever I May Roam
Disposable Heroes
Welcome Home (Sanitarium)
...And Justice For All
The Memory Remains
No Leaf Clover
Orion
Fade To Black
Master of Puppets
Battery
- - - -
Sad But True
Nothing Else Matters
One
Enter Sandman
- - - -
Whiplash
Seek and Destroy
- - - -
There were this one the background and suddenly from nowhere I saw James than I saw Krik in their full form, I was astoundingly surprise with happiness that I was senseless for the rest of the first two numbers (Creeping Death
and For Whom The Bell Tolls) and I keep singing the song aloud, with eyes closed and head banging (well afterward I was forced to consult a doc for my neck pain).
I could start lowering to senses abit in Wherever I May Roam
and was able to think that I should take some videos in Disposable Heroes .
Now comes ...And Justice For All, they really enjoyed playing this number and I guess I did the most head banging in this number.
Welcome Home (Sanitarium) was played exactly the same way, for a moment I wasn't able to convince myself the happiness I am through, thinking I am with Metallica, remembered all those yesteryears where I lie besides my music system listening to them, mesmerized.
Then Orion music was so heavily put-on that the music grows upon me.
Then comes Fade to Black
, my darling number; and in the midst when the heavy riff gonna start, James put in a nice way, making the moment just perfect by letting us wait as if we are waiting for a most awaited riff.
Master of Puppet
and
, I lost when I actually saw Krik playing the riff. This song is one of the most technical, melodious riffs driven song.
Battery and Sad But True
(one of their favorite song) goes as usual.
Nothing Else Matters
was the most perfect number and it seems that the song was sung for me. I miss the love of my life at that moment and I whisper her name quietly. This becomes the theme of this little review, SOMETHING LAST FOREVER!!!
Anyways, One
please don’t miss this video, it was wow!!!! The starting of this number was something I couldn't ever imagine, those presentations by bombs blast series and heavy colorful lighting, and following with James plug-in, again followed by Krik's spellbinding lead solo, and the ending double foot base drum of Lars Ulrich (My all time favorite drummer).Then comes Enter Sandman (I guess I don’t repeat my feeling now) but the last off timing uhh !!
was produce with a restless waiting followed by another bomb blast. This number is simply unique, the more you hear this song the more you extract some musical meaning out of it.
Whiplash
in a flash.
Lastly Seek and Destroy
, don’t know why this number still rocks since 1983,already 14 years in top list, better time be with us for another 11 years to become a hall of fame.
One great show was over, fans were relaxing and at the same time looking down in search of the guitar pick Metallica throws .
Never seen such a hugh crowd. Meet one Russian born guy, Alexander and we become good frens. On way back people were everywhere sitting, sleeping even on the road. They were doing anything. I came to hotel with Alex, had the sixth beer as a token to the most memorable moment of our lives.
Friday, June 08, 2007
Achitecture !!
How vast the dimension of architecture can be.
Man-made & God-made.
Excellence & Perfection.
Knowledge & Experience.
Likes & Loves.
Literate & Educated.
Power & Will.
Ego & Self-respect.
Brain & Mind.
Discipline & Obedience.
Intellectual & Wisdom.
Challenges & Compomises.
Thursday, June 07, 2007
Sentimental Me !
Romance is definitely always in the air !
Hey you,
still no other girl can compare you!
Hey you,
I am saving all my love for you!
Just wanted you to roam wherever you may wish,
Just wanted you to do whatever you wanna do,
My only pleasure will be to see you from a distance
And fill this hungry heart with those tears that comes out seeing you.
Hey you, I was born to be by your side as river flows in ocean.
Hey you, the farther you go, the more ideal my love becomes for you.
Would you tell me, how did I feel when I saw you after 1000 days?
Would you tell me, why did you become a legend in my life?
Would you tell me, what is there in you that makes me crazy after you?
Would you tell me, till when I should wait for you to feel the same?
If love were dead,
I wish I was never born.
If love were waiting,
I am dying for you.
If love were asking,
I could have given you the moon.
If love were dreaming,
I would still be day-dreaming when I wake up.
If love were money,
I would have got you a diamond that is worth Raju.
I have lost the strength to forget you, I have lost the power to bear the pain departing you.I want to be with you even when time ends.
I might be your favorite mistake but still I am waiting for the "when", when you could feel the same.I love you with all my heart.
got what u need, hunger i ll feel
There was one little thing that every soul forgets with which the world would have been the way it used to be.The thing that should be indeed is the thing that is in need.The sky is so low that I see all I can see that makes me feel seek nothing.A gravely peril darling comes to take my hand with intoxication but had given her an unforgiven "kiss your feeling good-bye".The unfelt pain would always remain a pain and a trail always a trail.Back to the womb is the thought for the hour, but why life's step are so irreversible.I guess God has seen me tried and He has heard my voice.The struggle within or the inner me is all I could digest for the existing fuzziness,no more.Regus used to be my religion that I always keep and will not continue as well.Millions a step to undertake but what if I am billion steps ahead.With sword raising high as forbidden zone finally gone !!!
Saturday, November 18, 2006
Feeling Factor( in continuation to Emotional Mathematics).
Hi Folks,
When you are about to shot in billiard or carom,why do you feel a strange certainty of hitting the Bull's Eye? What is that pleasurable feeling you got when you tuned some giutar strings? Well, lets oscillate little deeper.
You know that you will get either "Head or Tail" when you flip a coin but why are we uncertain of the force applied to the coin by the thumb? You go for a movie and on the way, you change your mind and came back home; later came in TV that there was a bomb blast in the theatre when the movie was on. Why? WHy? WHY? Questions galore!!!
I think these questions have a common underlining concept;Axioms and level of consciousness.The "level of consciousness" was high on the first two Qs and its very low in remainings.All are driven by a right theory that can't be proven,axioms.
Feeling factor's questions can be ask relating to any moment in life.Axioms are ingredients for it and in a circular dependency manner,complex axioms can also be made up by feeling factors.
Emotional Mathematics should change the meaning of Axioms, i.e., it should be the driving engine to generate cognitive formulas to get proved the existing axioms.This "cognitive formula" will be nothing but "Feeling Factor".
If these concept got implemented , we can answer to the remaining half non-scientific questions.Indeed the answers would be empyreal.
Expecting your voices,
Raju.
When you are about to shot in billiard or carom,why do you feel a strange certainty of hitting the Bull's Eye? What is that pleasurable feeling you got when you tuned some giutar strings? Well, lets oscillate little deeper.
You know that you will get either "Head or Tail" when you flip a coin but why are we uncertain of the force applied to the coin by the thumb? You go for a movie and on the way, you change your mind and came back home; later came in TV that there was a bomb blast in the theatre when the movie was on. Why? WHy? WHY? Questions galore!!!
I think these questions have a common underlining concept;Axioms and level of consciousness.The "level of consciousness" was high on the first two Qs and its very low in remainings.All are driven by a right theory that can't be proven,axioms.
Feeling factor's questions can be ask relating to any moment in life.Axioms are ingredients for it and in a circular dependency manner,complex axioms can also be made up by feeling factors.
Emotional Mathematics should change the meaning of Axioms, i.e., it should be the driving engine to generate cognitive formulas to get proved the existing axioms.This "cognitive formula" will be nothing but "Feeling Factor".
If these concept got implemented , we can answer to the remaining half non-scientific questions.Indeed the answers would be empyreal.
Expecting your voices,
Raju.
Thursday, November 16, 2006
Dreaming Science (EM)
Hola Y'All,
Lets talk bit of science today even though its wrong by definition.
World is chemistry,what deals with chemistry is physics and the underlining concept of physics is mathematics.So folks,why don't we directly jump to the root.
Requesting some patience now.
Definition of a point:-
----------------------
A point 0-dimensional mathematical object, which can be specified in -dimensional space using coordinates. Although the notion of a point is intuitively rather clear, the mathematical machinery used to deal with points and point-like objects can be surprisingly slippery. This difficulty was encountered by none other than Euclid himself who, in his Elements, gave the vague definition of a point as "that which has no part."
Definition of a line:-
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A line is a straight one-dimensional figure having no thickness and extending infinitely in both directions. A line is sometimes called a straight line or, more archaically, a right line (Casey 1893), to emphasize that it has no "wiggles" anywhere along its length. While lines are intrinsically one-dimensional objects, they may be embedded in higher dimensional spaces.
Whatever the line, straight or curve ( 1-dimensional mathematical object )is known to be made up of points ( 0-dimensional mathematical object ) which implies that we can make something out of nothing, isn't it too sarcastically hilarious?
neways forget the half page of scrabbled lines and lets talk something really astounding phenomenon.It is called "Emotional Mathematics".If you guys have some ideas whatever silly/funny/crazy may it be, lets share out thoughts.Even I didn't have a rigid intuitive notion about it too.
Someday lets all be the "Fathers of Emotional Mathematics" .
Lets talk bit of science today even though its wrong by definition.
World is chemistry,what deals with chemistry is physics and the underlining concept of physics is mathematics.So folks,why don't we directly jump to the root.
Requesting some patience now.
Definition of a point:-
----------------------
A point 0-dimensional mathematical object, which can be specified in -dimensional space using coordinates. Although the notion of a point is intuitively rather clear, the mathematical machinery used to deal with points and point-like objects can be surprisingly slippery. This difficulty was encountered by none other than Euclid himself who, in his Elements, gave the vague definition of a point as "that which has no part."
Definition of a line:-
---------------------
A line is a straight one-dimensional figure having no thickness and extending infinitely in both directions. A line is sometimes called a straight line or, more archaically, a right line (Casey 1893), to emphasize that it has no "wiggles" anywhere along its length. While lines are intrinsically one-dimensional objects, they may be embedded in higher dimensional spaces.
Whatever the line, straight or curve ( 1-dimensional mathematical object )is known to be made up of points ( 0-dimensional mathematical object ) which implies that we can make something out of nothing, isn't it too sarcastically hilarious?
neways forget the half page of scrabbled lines and lets talk something really astounding phenomenon.It is called "Emotional Mathematics".If you guys have some ideas whatever silly/funny/crazy may it be, lets share out thoughts.Even I didn't have a rigid intuitive notion about it too.
Someday lets all be the "Fathers of Emotional Mathematics" .
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