So when is the right time for anything? Just to avoid an issue that I need to address or just to make myself not feel guilty about filling in my blog instead of working on my thesis, I shouldn't be typing the words that I am typing right now. Enough with the verbosity, the wordiness already. A slight discourse from what I usually write about here. Something that is not all about my emotions; my emotions, the ones that I'd talk about for all it's worth.
So it started with an incident in my country and something that a movie, yes, a movie cemented it for me. And something that might help me understand what maturity is, what harmony is, what learning from experiences mean, in reality. Something I didn't understand or chose to not understand to keep my "innocence" intact, to live happily in my extreme-ties, to just see black and white in everything.
Indian Idol 3, that's what has been keeping me busy for too many weeks. The Friday morning routine of looking for videos posted on forums, national and international. Reading about everything connected to the show, all of it taking precedence over events that should have. To start off with, the whole fervor that I present for a show that is on TV, it is of course misplaced priority. And to top it off, rooting for a contestant based on biases. I didn't even listen to what anyone else sang basically, I just supported a contestant of my (country's) origin and found reasons enough to justify my support to the extent of making myself truly believe in it all, unconditional support. I have always been passionate about it, it's just that this time I might not be supporting the better (of whatever). My liking or disliking for someone, something, some theory is just too strong; it doesn't let me see a balance line. I must admit, I don't like seeing good in something I don't like. I just like being a zealot, being critical is too much of hard work.
And to get back to the point, all the while I was following a "reality" show on TV, I found it convenient to ignore the actual reality. The emotions that flood me when the contestant I support gets a bad comment or I feel that person is getting ignored or less importance versus what I feel when I hear about simultaneous bomb blasts rocking the capital city of my country, or when I hear about "communal" violence in my country. I read about it, then I go back to downloading the "Calcutta concert videos of Indian Idol". What does it say about me? And some more of us.
It's been a series of movies for me, that have woken me up to things I do feel but just needed a reassurance of some kind that I do feel them all still. Hotel Rwanda, The Pianist, American History X. Just one question, how can a human being kill another, why do they do it? I just don't understand it, I just don't. Race, caste, creed, religion, color. Nothing justifies the violence done on their behalf. No way. Hatred: Life is just too short to waste it on hate.
"We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory will swell when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature" - Abraham Lincoln
Yes, I am still listening to selective songs from the concert videos that I downloaded, converted from WMV to MP3 and clipped selected songs from the MP3.
So it started with an incident in my country and something that a movie, yes, a movie cemented it for me. And something that might help me understand what maturity is, what harmony is, what learning from experiences mean, in reality. Something I didn't understand or chose to not understand to keep my "innocence" intact, to live happily in my extreme-ties, to just see black and white in everything.
Indian Idol 3, that's what has been keeping me busy for too many weeks. The Friday morning routine of looking for videos posted on forums, national and international. Reading about everything connected to the show, all of it taking precedence over events that should have. To start off with, the whole fervor that I present for a show that is on TV, it is of course misplaced priority. And to top it off, rooting for a contestant based on biases. I didn't even listen to what anyone else sang basically, I just supported a contestant of my (country's) origin and found reasons enough to justify my support to the extent of making myself truly believe in it all, unconditional support. I have always been passionate about it, it's just that this time I might not be supporting the better (of whatever). My liking or disliking for someone, something, some theory is just too strong; it doesn't let me see a balance line. I must admit, I don't like seeing good in something I don't like. I just like being a zealot, being critical is too much of hard work.
And to get back to the point, all the while I was following a "reality" show on TV, I found it convenient to ignore the actual reality. The emotions that flood me when the contestant I support gets a bad comment or I feel that person is getting ignored or less importance versus what I feel when I hear about simultaneous bomb blasts rocking the capital city of my country, or when I hear about "communal" violence in my country. I read about it, then I go back to downloading the "Calcutta concert videos of Indian Idol". What does it say about me? And some more of us.
It's been a series of movies for me, that have woken me up to things I do feel but just needed a reassurance of some kind that I do feel them all still. Hotel Rwanda, The Pianist, American History X. Just one question, how can a human being kill another, why do they do it? I just don't understand it, I just don't. Race, caste, creed, religion, color. Nothing justifies the violence done on their behalf. No way. Hatred: Life is just too short to waste it on hate.
"We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory will swell when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature" - Abraham Lincoln
Yes, I am still listening to selective songs from the concert videos that I downloaded, converted from WMV to MP3 and clipped selected songs from the MP3.
