iBlab

22^nd September and it has been raining incessantly. We’re halfway through with our exams and the weather couldn’t be more perfect for an outing of sorts.

Rain just gets me started and for once I felt like typing and instead of completing the already many pending articles, I chose to write a completely new one instead.

Hmm… The only issue I’m facing now, apart from the dozens others that are stuck on the back of my head like post-its on a refrigerator, is what to write on. How rain entices me is something I have already done once, so I won’t bore you with that. CWG would be one thing I could bitch about and how our (as a nation’s) incompetence has led to what the TOI recently reported to be a national shame. But I don’t want to, plainly because I’m not in Delhi and I’m not in a bitchy mood. About how exams are completely redundant and pointless, would be an issue on which many many students would sympathise with me. But I just don’t want to ramble on and give my views on it while I have two exams tomorrow. Even though all I would want to do right now is shout out and curse the family and the house of the damned professor and act in a blasphemous manner towards him or others whom I find extremely annoying (our ex-dean would top that list), I wouldn’t because it’s raining and that THAT would be a blasphemy on my part to utter swear words (PS. My roommate just made me swear, the bastard) while mother nature is busy flaunting herself so gracefully.

While I still think, I would like to recommend to those who have a ear for good Indian classical music, to download or watch the recording of the concert held in Royal Albert Hall, London in 2002 in honour of George Harrison’s (lead guitarist, Beatles) one year death anniversary. Anoushka Shankar starts the show with a beautiful piece on the sitar. A couple more performances by the “Indian Orchestra” as I call it (I don’t know if there is actually a word for it) conducted by Ms Shankar (hated it when she turned pregnant, "Mrs" would be on its way)and then the show takes a turn towards western influences. I personally found that dull. Your choice!

I learnt that Harrison had been inspired by the Indian culture and its music in the late 1960’s. Since then he had adopted Hinduism and worked for the well-being of this society. I always find it nice to learn of such things, sends a nice warm feeling down to my core. I admit Indian music is amazing, not that I can go on listening to it. But I’m not one of those fools who ridicule and huff or act aloof at the sounds of the sitar or the flute or shehnai. I unfortunately know quite a few people of my age with that attitude. As for adopting the religion, I really don’t see what could’ve fascinated him so?

Maybe there are some things that I’m yet to experience in life or stuff which would get rid of my attitude of “seeing is believing”. Maybe he liked the fact that we’re flamboyant when it comes to religion, or that we have the freedom to choose whom to worship, seeing there is no shortage of Gods. Whichever or whatever it be, it gives me hope, that my people couldn’t be all that strange and ridiculous worshiping a thousand Gods. For I have never understood the concept of that. I am yet to find my spiritual path in life, till then I shall roam around as the self-proclaimed agnostic. Neither here nor there.

I know I got another 70-80 years to think about that, and that I have two exams tomorrow, a degree later, a career, a marriage, a life to deal with before I’d want bother my conscience with such a meagrely and thought-provoking idea. Till then its material sciences and KOM (dumbass exams tomorrow) for me. Wish me luck!

Cheers!