Pt.Rajiv Taranath : Sarod Recital 25 July 2016

I enjoy sound. But know no music
But this evening was terrific.
Pandit Rajiv Tharanath rocked.
At the senet hall Mysore University.

I experienced the solidity and fluidity
Of Hindustani music in Sarod
Meandering throgh the sonic space of strings
Rolling of pebbles in water
over tabla of Pandit Yogesh Shamsi.

Mind was exhilarated as Rhythm dripped through my ears flowing down to hands and Fingers down to gently shaking feet.

An experience to remember.

I was not unhappy despite
what you thought.

I am still not.
Your smile will not fit to my face.
To show that I am happy.

Right? :-)

words

Words
Tease / tickle / punch / pierce
Gore / kill

Volley of words. even not  aimed.
Like pellet shots. Maim and bleed.

Words like swords; More potent.
It tickles. Below the belt .
And chops off head.

In one single stroke.

Words are like Nice trucks.
And suicide bombs / sugar coated poison too.

random posts

It has become dark with clouds
Looks like rain is about to come down
Why do we say it is going to rain?  :-)

.........

You need l
To fight, to compete, to compare,
To try to be complete each of us
To be We.

Then We need They. Why?

child play

Nice pebbles you pick up to throw.
For others to pick up. You revel. My child.
I too enjoy.
Watching you enjoy.
But you are also throwing some of
your marbles and some gems too.  You know it.
But don't stop. Keep throwing all.
Enjoy

Underdogs

We howl to stop your dream at night
And we drop shit at your gate.
We will do that every night.
It is our right. You don't like it.

Don't you think,
You are like us too.
Wagging  tails
For crumbs that fall.

Dropping  your shit all over
Spitting on wall, wailing to it as well.

Fighting for posts
Bending your knees
to Queen bees.

You post and complain
For freedom of expression
And that and this,
Also to eliminate  us.

You are polished

We are crude and rude.

Your write and shout,
Similar. But bullshit.
You think yours is trenchant,

Ours is more punchent. 
It is Dogshit. 

the terrorist

After a beautiful rainy night
Peaceful cloudy day. Nice
Walking along the usual trail
Good mornings and how are you? s.

The fierce sun is shooting

Sharp lobs of fire
Through holes in lively dark clouds
Like a terrorist behind a religious curtain.