15 September, 2006

Not for reading!!

I know this is an uncharacteristic post. Its just full of filthy rubbish. So dont read unless you feel inclined to

"In sooth, I know not why I am so sad:
It wearies me; you say it wearies you;
But how I caught it, found it, or came by it,What stuff 'tis made of,
whereof it is born,I am to learn; The Merchant of Venice Act I Scene i

Well, my condition is not so pathetic. I know exactly what is itching me.

Here I am, sitting in office. And feeling damn bored.
Not like theres lack of work. But no work wont make me feel even more bored than I am right now.
And Im alone here.

So I decide to do what I love doing. Break a couple of rules.

I start with a personal rule. Not to blog during office hours. And Iv broken it.
I play some music. Britney spears. Hit me (somebody out of laziness) one more time
Now for information, to strictly abide by law, I understand that, my employer is to pay entertainment tax for letting me listen to music, or so goes a recent TRAI notification. As if he'll know. For that he has to be in his office! (I know that was a little wicked, but. well...)
I sign on to yahoo messenger. The only contact signed on is at work. busy! God whats wrong today.

Let me tell you what Im listening too.
'From this moment on' (Shania Twain with Bryan Adams) not bad considering that I adore both of them.
Now Im checking on all my other favorite singers. (For the record- Elton John, Celine Dion, Shania, Bryan Adams Britney, Ronan Keating) No difference.
I dont check ABBA. Thats the last thing I want to do. Feel bored listening to ABBA. Id rather suicide!
I even check out Paris Hiltons new album. Slut! Hey, Ms. Hilton, if you by any chance happen to read this, Please undersatnd whats wrong.
Britney Spears sings much better and looks infinitely better than you. Dont bother to even try to compete
Hey, by the way, I have the feeling that Ill be one of the very few Indians who got to see the video. Thats unless somebody's loaded it on youtube.
Now Iv found a good song O Holy night by the Lousiana Choir. But it fails to lift my spirits. Or is it me. DAMN IT. It is you

Sorry, Im writing this real time, alternating between choosing songs.

Glory to God. Ive found what Iv been searching. Handel's Messiah. Thers not 1 christian bookstore Iv not searched without being dissapointed in Chennai or Bangalore.
Finally, Im not letting it go. Let me tell you about Handel

George Frederick Handel
We had to study his story in school. Lived in the 17th century(if Im not mistaken)
His father wanted him to be a great doctor. The young boy of 6, a musician.
And to him, dovctors, didnt waste time learning music
Fortunately he had an aunt, who secretly bought him a piano. He stole away to the attic at nights to practise.
When he was 8, his father took him to the church where the King worshipped. At the end of the service, the boy managed to sneak to the organist.
What the king heard next was the most beautiful music ever. He adopted the boy, amidst protests from the father.
What remains is maybe the best piece of music ever written. The Messiah, which contains the Halleluiah Chorus. A song any chorister will die to perform beautifully. Not that its easy. Ive been struggling with it for two weeks.
Sometimes you wonder what about the countless less fortunate children who dont get to display their talent.
Cruel Fate. Maybe the cruelest fate.
But again, whenever real talent has combined with the unfearing will to achieve a dream, it has never gone unnoticed.

Its around 5:30 and I guess Ill pack up
Now a new fear, Am I becoming a typical government employee.
Shucks, thats ruined my night also!

Afterword: To cap the evening, this damn thing isnt getting published!

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