Dream On

London is different. It's got an atmosphere, an environment which can make you do new things. Rather awaken dormant feelings. Repressed feelings. Or hidden feelings to be truthful. And it's a total new introduction. As you move away from London and stay near the countryside, as the sun sets and the night beckons, and the people quieten themselves by the fire in their household and you have time - lots of time for yourself, there is no way to go but inwards. And so I do at times. It's a continuous delirious affair.

I watched a jugalbandi between a violin and a tabla player - both renowned artists known to me. I rarely get goose pimples easily but in the 3rd minute of their sporty competition I knew I was hearing some mind blowing music. And then when it ebbed down, it yet reminded me of Goldberg variations again. The love hate relationship with that particular particular mind numbingly delicious composition is never ending for me. The affair which after all started on one cold evening with a whisky glass in one hand, Bach on LP and me in London.

Current Music: Just

My Message

You don't even know the depths you can go to. Or the heights you can reach. Either way if you haven't reached one of those two, you haven't lived life. The greatest sadness and joy ever in life is in knowing who you are. To dedicate yourself to that one note, just to produce it right is nirvana. The last of the last.

Current Music: Goldberg Variations

London Dreams

The inclination for a new post hasn't set in. Well, it's not entirely true. The most poignant thoughts strike me when I am lying down straight as an arrow with palms upwards toward the sides of moi body  - when the sensations flow to the fingertips. Yes. I am a physical person. And I'm too lazy to pen them down which irritates me to no end when I ruminate the next day. I've been meaning to talk about relationships but what's the point? This would be an individual perspective not applicable to anyone since it's relative. Not that this is a free mason blog.

The week's been pretty good inspite of the waking at 4 and sleeping at 10ish. I haven't really explored London but I did go to St.Albans. Loved it. Might settle there for all you know. Only moi sis's husband tells me it's a sorta racist place. Sigh!! Any tips for a place near London with the bliss of a countryside and great tube connections?

Current Music: Queen : Too Much Love Will Kill you