Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Its a Tuesday Night....

Drenched in the luminous golden downpour with the slowly blurring vision like that of the window pane on a monsoon morning, I see things slow down. There’s more silk in the voice I hear, more poignancy in the 22 strings. The bamboo emanating mournful melodies had brought tears before, but never made me weep. Even as my reactions slow down further, the fingers that pluck those strings in an effortless manner drag my soul out infusing it with a pain like never before. The blender deserves to be full of pride; he just brought me closer to god in a long time.

Blessed are the ones with music in their souls and melody in their voice. The melody that defies all logic building a road straight from the abode of mortals to the doors of the mightiest. The artists, who had begun with an urge to have a glimpse of him, now start conversing with god. I see their eye-balls pop out in astonishment and close yet again as the exchange gets more animated. I yell and shriek… “My voice never resonated to scale the heights where you reside, perhaps my screams will”.

The vision gets hazy still as Sufi trance is replaced by an outlandish fusion of Jazz and Carnatic. Unfair are your ways. Why give me the desire and take away the talent? Like a lust in my body and then make me mute. Why give me the will to fly and then leave me with a half-wing that I flutter with all my effort to fall flat on the ground. Antonio Salieri’s ghost speaking aloud in my voice!!

The voice that cannot hold on to a note for long, as the chain of breath breaks, killing the beautiful possibilities of connection with the One. The hands that were once training meticulously to create melody are now vehemently held by unseen yet powerful arms…rendering them motionless. My thirst only intensifies as I swill onto the last drop of golden amber. Why isn’t genius attainable without the help of the divine? Why at all did you create genius? The impulsive side of mine now grows out of the one sided conversation, only to focus on the music.

P.S. Never buy cheap whiskey.