I hate elections

4 Dec '09,
3:30 PM,
Bhopal,
The election date for the post of mayor of Bhopal Municipal Corporation is round the corner. So the candidates are busy campaigning as ridiculously as they can. While I am writing this blog, a candidate from a particular party is busy campaigning down on the road that my room faces. They are playing the song "Aye mere watan ke logo" which confuses me if this is an election or a death match. But I am happy that they have not made a humorous parody of it as it has happened in previous elections. The election campaigning in India is one of the many funny things in Indian Democracy. I am not being cynic. All I want is that instead of playing a stupid song on a Piaggio Ape' , shouting "hail" slogans and requesting the locals for vote ( which sounds more like a vegetable vendor clamouring to you for buying from him) on a microphone that appears to have been dipped in water, can't we go for a face to face debate like they do in US...
Hey wait!!! I can't hear that song anymore... Thank goodness... they are gone...
So where was I??? Yes... the rhetorical question with an obvious answer of NO... we don't want to embrace a proper election procedure.. We are still apprehensive about elections being a dirty game of criminals. We can't accept the debates because we have much more important works to do than to vote for a candidate... So much busy are we in our lives that we only get the election day for hanging out. It's a holiday after all. And about people like me!!! And even you( if you are taking interest in reading this post) We wait for a messiah to glide from the sky and bring about a revolutionary change... Don't we??

I am Happy That i was late

4 Dec '09,
12:31 PM,
Bhopal,
Well Speaking clearly, yesterday I got late for class at TIME. But still I am happy about it. I was reading a book and I was so absorbed in it that when I got up it was 2 min ahead of five while the class starts at five. Now the arguement behind me getting happy about it is that I showed extra-ordinary level of concentration after such a long time. I was imbibed into the book for 4 hours, without a break. Unbelievable it was for me. I don't know if I'll ever repeat that again but nonetheless I am happy about it. I was left with only four pages when my mom shouted " Don't you have a class today??". I looked at the clock hanging on my wall and I was shocked like a deer caught in a headlight. I quickly changed my pants and wore a shirt in haste. And ran like hell to the class. Thanks to my faculty at TIME, Mr. Ganesan who allowed me to get in even when I was 15 min late. I was puffing and perspiring heavily. But I was still happy about my new record of concentration

Some songs just moisten my eyes

I can't diagnose and ascertain the major reason to this peculiarity. There are some songs which when i hear make my eyes wet. As much i can guess it's a blend of nostalgia and grief. The grief that was unavoidable but it's after-effects have been beautiful. The nostalgia pertaining to the days when i heard Kenny G for the first time.One such song is "the Moment" by Kenny G.
Kenny Bruce Gorelick is a magnificent and matchless saxophone player. And whenever i get time i listen to his music. His opera sometimes are my lullaby and sometimes make me cry...