Anirudh Asher's Blog

Whilst in a place or a condition that causes immense pressure to eventually turn the coal that exists in our minds to diamonds, many ideas and concepts arise that can take one to greatness. Ironically though the conditions for such greatness allow only for it to exist in its small bound walls. There is also usually an iron gate connected to those walls to allow for just enough hope that inspiration may flow.

Sometimes one may come across a song that inspires enough to transcend all constriction, above is such a song. It is called envelope and it is a track from the psychedelic trance genre. Some may like it, others may scoff, the truth though lies in the past, in a world where there were more rules than there were allowances.

From a distant memory, arrive wispful reminders of boarding school. At that time it seemed as though it was of no use and that one would eventually die there alone, unwanted and filled to the brim with inspiration, ideas and concepts that would die with me just as all hope for freedom had.

Churning a poem, story, quotes, or digital images was an occurrence that happened multiple times in a day, and it was only through that misery that dimensions were changed as we jumped from one plane to the other in search for peace, tranquillity and joy.

Most of these transitions occurred when alone, life changed within minutes and seconds waved by as moods changed at fancy. Playing sports ruled the intention of the day, a glimpse of a crush, a long chat with a favourite soufriend in the library, sharing a good long chat with a long lost brother in the restricted cover of night or just being hidden and alone in the back of an air-conditioned auditorium while a theatre rehearsal tried its hardest to rage as loud as one’s headphones with the synchronous sounds of Envelope and a vision of the world that just for some strange reason seemed blue.

Those days are gone now, transitioned into the pace and colour of a much more rugged life. Some call it evolution, others call it growth but I prefer that it be called an extended transition of life, along the line of which we may or may not find what we are really looking for. I on the other hand have found who I was looking for.

I have just one thing to say to life who made me wait and inspired me all the while: It was most definitely worth it.

©Anirudh Asher, 2010.

Ladies and Gentlemen!

I think I am getting back into the groove. It takes a certain amount of jolly good humour and persistence to be able to live through a writer’s block, and I am not even referring to the place where I live. Life has been tossing and turning since a while now, I entered into a beautiful relationship with a gorgeous girl, a camera and lots of hard hitting lessons about life. Well the life lessons keep coming, but really you don’t realise it till you’re either at the very top or the very bottom. All in all, voila! I am alive and kicking and now typing too!

The sense behind the title: I just filled petrol into my car and am currently listening to the Latino Jazz channel on iTunes. The lemon is there purely to amuse.

Latino Jazz is definitely that secret  something that keeps those Spaniards and Mexicans chilled out as they sip on margheritas and take siestas under their massive house sized sombreros. A lifestyle definitely worth trying out atleast for a couple of hours everyday.

What have I been upto?

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This is not a spam bot, its just me. I have been busy not with writing but with helping out the progress of this one student run website.

I feel sleepy now so will be off to bed, all that talk of siesta caught up to me! Ciao then!