Moon

Looks like the moon has been misplaced
Looks like it's vanished from the sky
Where did it go without trace?
Looks like I found it in your eyes.

Listen to my new song here!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VmYOapXad0k&feature=youtu.be

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The Left Turn

Waiting at a traffic signal, I saw two cars right in front of me. Both had their left indicator on. The cars were of a different make and had their indicators turned on with a slight delay between the two.

The result?
A haphazard and random blinking of lights.

Each car's indicator blinked in constant rhythm individually. However with the two lights placed next to each other, it created forever changing rhythm. Something if represented in sound would be considered as noise.

But then I noticed something as I continued to stare at them- the two lights, though blinking in their own time, at one point (and for a very brief moment) appeared as though they were blinking together.
It was as if the two met for a while at a point and then went their own way.

I just found that so beautiful.
I mean, even amidst the chaos the two found a common ground. Even if it was for the briefest moment.

Aren't we the same?
We each blink to our own rhythm as we go along. But then somewhere along the way we meet someone with whom our rhythm perfectly synchronizes.
With some people it syncs for a long time and with some people for a short time.

It's all just so beautiful.

1. Love it till you hate it.

2. Remind yourself why you loved it.

3. Repeat steps 1 and 2.

Awkward and Incomplete

You're in the last seat of the train. You know the longest one, which is from one window to the other. Your mind is swaying as usual, you're bored. No music, no view.
As your mind is slowly turning off, you suddenly feel the jerk of a speed breaker.
Now that you're attentive again you're expecting to feel the second jerk- because obviously, the first bump is from the front 2 tires followed by the 2 behind.

But that second jerk never comes.

This feeling.

My Evolution Theory of Video Games and Music

Music started off with the most primitive instruments consisting probably of sticks and rocks.
Slowly, into more sophisticated instruments like the piano or saxophone.
Guitars turned into electric guitars, and pianos turned into keyboards- our first step into the digital world of music.
Then came techno and now our latest craze of dub step and EDM.

Are we slowly forgetting our instruments and going entirely into computers?

Video games started off as what? 4bit? 8bit? Slowly progressing into 16bit and 32bit. Slowly 3D.
Now our graphics are so much superior. With virtual reality it's almost impossible to differentiate between reality and it's virtual counterpart.
And isn't that's where we want to head? Into reality?
The movie 'Gamer' directed by Brian Taylor and Mark Nevaldine speaks of just this, except in a much darker way. This movie introduces the concept of using real people, in the real world as bates and characters to be controlled, like a video game, by other people.
These human bates are paid a lot of money to be a part of this; the 'gamers' pay a lot for such a game.

Are we slowly turning virtual reality into reality? Walking from the computer to the real world?


Okay so here's my theory:
As music slowly becomes completely computer generated, video games slowly become real.

She

She is beautiful.
She is independent.
She is head strong. The strongest I know.

She is focused.
She is intelligent.
She is honest. Brutally honest.

She is fearless.
She believes in action.
She can achieve the impossible.

She brings out the best in me, even if that means insulting me, and making me feel miserable.
But she knows, and I know, that the only way to reshape me is to break me and recast me from the mould.

I trust her.
I love her.
I will learn from her.

I need her more than she knows.

She is my idol. 
She is my soul mate.
She is my miracle. 

Expressionless

My face generally, shows no expressions.
My angry face is probably the same has my sad face. And my sad face is probably the same as my bored face.
If I were an actor, I'd be an Arjun Rampal.

I don't know why this is the case.

I've honestly never been good at expressing myself. Maybe that's why I like to paint and maybe that's why I like to write. To substitute and vent out my emotions through ways apart from my face.

I love to sing, but I realise I don't like my singing because I'm never able to sing with the emotion the song was written with.
My vocal teacher pointed this out to me actually. Now along with singing, he's also teaching me how to bring out the emotion of each word in the song. I find it really fascinating, how expressions work.
It's not just the quality of the voice, it's how it's sung.
You can be a terrible singer, but if you get the emotions right, you can make someone cry.

I went for an audition for a television advertisement a while ago. Those people there were giving me different situations where I had to change my facial expression accordingly and instantly. I don't need to write how well that went.

But this will change.
I mean I'll never be a Jim Carrey of expressions, but definitely better than what I am now.
Feels good to work on oneself.


Now a quote by one of the greatest singer-songwriters ever to have walked on this planet followed by an expressionless selfie I audaciously took of myself in the bathroom:

"Can't read my, can't read my, no he can't read my poker face. P-P-P-Poker face P-P-Poker Face.
MUM MUM MUM MAAAAHHHHH"


                                  

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