just writing what is going on in my head and life is sometimes the best catharsis i can get. the pure pleasure of stringing words together, writing a tale, making a rhyme or just plain cribbing is addictive...and that is one thing i was always taught: how to avoid addiction and fight, but i wish i could write something good someday! hah! so here i am...having decided to not to sleep, now that it's 2:40am and my alarm poised to ring at 4:15! diwali culminates tomorrow on dooj and bhai flies back at 7am. considering i have to be bathed, dressed and ready for the dooj rituals at unearthly hours(at least for me) i have all the right to crib right now. start with my music, i can blab on so many stuff right now that i am wondering where to start. the music streaming in through my headphones, the elusive post grad prep or this whole magical weekend? i think i'llcoz that is what i have most different from other people. my choice of instruments have been called most memorably "arcane". i can't help but smile when i look at them that way. i have tried to test for myself my tastes by combining heavy metal, rock, pop, classical and 'my' kind and even with my eyes closed and the music on a randomiser i still loved my stuff. a symphony on the santoor, a strumming guitar, a whistling flute and rhytmic percussion...give me Rahul Sharma, Mark Knoffler, Zakhir Hussain, Richard Clayderman, Robert miles and all and i can happily lose myself to the music! there is a very big cool factor associated with rock music and i would be lyin if i didn't admit i tried liking it, but baring a few bands and a track here and there, it never appealed to me as a genre i'd passionately follow. unless i'm prepared for ear shattering, head banging, migraine inducing cacophony, metal to me is painful. more often than not, i listen to those tracks for what they symbolise and what they say. m a lyrics freak for the most the unusual songs and could completely ignore all the allusions and innuendos in John Mayers and darren hayes! such is music to me. it's ironical to think i'm a trained violinist and singer and i've done my fair share of stage singing and the only time i took stage at college, i had people tryin very hard not to snicker and hence be rude to me on my face! what was i thinking by singing mltr randomly? but then again i wasn't thinking... my alarm has finally started ringing so i 'wake' up while it's still dark outside...i wake up while m still awake and i wake up with mark knoffler taking me down the Irish countryside.