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I Heart 7 this week, 16 – 22 Aug 2015

Weekly round-up of things I bookmarked, laughed at, wanted to do for a living (if only for a week).

READ

Isabella Rossellini on Her Mother Ingrid Bergman’s Enduring Style

Ingrid Bergman

COOK

Gratin of Tomatoes with Goat Cheese

Tomato Gtain with Goat cheese

WEAR

The perfect head-tilt

SEE

NASA’s Pluto flyby

LAUGH

LISTEN

Tum Pukar Lo – Hemant Kumar

tum-pukar-lo-02

DO

Make a Cookie Basket from a Paper Plate

 

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I Heart 7 This Week, 8-15 August 2015

Weekly round-up of things I bookmarked, laughed at, wanted to do for a living (if only for a week).

READ

Inspiration and Obsession in Life and Literature

COOK

Blackcurrant Cheesecake

WEAR

Zebra Stripes in Style like Olivia Palermo

SEE

La Dolce Vita

LAUGH

Kids Re-Enact Republican Debate

LISTEN

Beatles’ Shea Stadium Concert

beatles

DO

Pack Your Life into Suitcases Yourself

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Trekking Along Them (T)roughs

One day you’re covering a Metallica song in front of 100 people and another you’re dealing with seemingly insurmountable losses. People call it the “troughs and crests” of life. Trouble is laying low in them troughs isn’t the easiest thing. Especially when the crests have kept you very very high.

Tenacity is a wonderful word and a difficult act to perform. And phoenix-analogies don’t help the cause. Perhaps one should be allowed to remain among the ashes at least for a while, not necessarily in a wallowing-in-self-pity kinda way. Of course deciding this being-sad time frame can be tricky.

The best way is to let Scarlet O’Hara take care of that. For whatever today might bring, tomorrow is indeed (well, it better be) another day.

And yes there aren’t better times to let Metallica (also your first public song choice), or Bob Seger if you please, decide the tone for your climb out of the troughs.

Turn the Page.

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(M)elody Moods

Haunting tunes of old Hindi music. Poetry set to melodies that mingle with countless emotions in one’s head. Some tragic, some too real to ignore. Yearning for those absent. Waiting for life to begin.

And then there’s the overwhelming indescribable feeling…Sadness? Love? Nostalgia? Who knows.

Memories float in the air, mixed with images of the times to come. The intangible. The unknown.

Songs bring forth thoughts, all but mundane. The playlist, as if by design, reflecting the highs and lows of one’s emotional trajectory through life.

And soon enough its all over…the feeling, the train of thought, the acute sense of the past, present and future.

All that remains is the tune, reminding one of nothing more than music itself. And with that one rests, knowing it shall all happen again.

They say it about love, but its just as true for melodies.

If music gets you to it, music will get you through it.

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Twisted (K)aleidoscope

Eating fruit yogurt (pineapple flavour, if you must know) and listening to INXS is supposed to help me generate ideas for my new piece. In between the will it, won’t it game, I consider the convenience of writing my thoughts (random as they always are) in the sequence they come to me. Let all who read on be forewarned: This is an experiment.

If one could sort life like a music playlist, things would be just fine. That i can get the late Michael Hutchence to start the show, have Kurt Cobain and Roger Waters follow, is the exercise of one of the best kind of personal choice.

Incidentally, the Pink Floyd song ‘Coming back to life’ reminds me of the time a friend and I wanted to hear the song so bad that we were ready to leave a trying-to-be-a-party at another friend’s home and go sit in the car and hear it (the only option available at the time).

That day also happened to be the time when one witnessed brilliance from close quarters…opening of a wine bottle with a screw driver as the cork screw could not be located. The cork fell into the bottle after being pushed this way and that and as expected, didn’t enhance the taste of the ‘warm’ (it had been worked at for a long while) wine. Someone floated the sacrilegious suggestion of putting some ice in the tall wine glasses. Rest assured, things didn’t go as far that.

From wine glasses to another kind. What is the most difficult thing to find without your spectacles?
Well, your spectacles.

For reasons unknown, I just remembered this restaurant in Delhi (lets not name it), that had created two seating areas demarcated as ‘smoking and non-alcoholic’ and ‘non-smoking and alcoholic’. Asthmatic non-alcoholics could not have been happy.

Have you ever wondered how marketing managers of cigarette companies live with themselves? For several years now they have probably been taking inspiration from the film ‘Thankyou For Smoking’ (some people will tell you I really sell this film). Three words for you : go get it.

Come to think of it, there are quite a few things I sell to people around me: contact lenses, bananas as breakfast, taking notes to keep from sleeping, carrying a book to read everywhere, etc.

Perhaps after reading this piece people will also see the benefits of blogging. How else can you get away with something like the above.

Needless to say, this stream of randomness could flow on forever.
I must practice restraint and build impenetrable obstacles in its path.
Au revoir dear reader.

Rest assured there are better days ahead. Amen.