Amorphous Thoughts

I was having an afternoon nap (Thanks to lock down) and all of a sudden Karthi barged in to bedroom and shouted "నాన్న , నీ favourite  Song వస్తోంది , లే ".  I myself cannot even choose one song of all the zillion that i love. How did this little fellow know the song that i like most? More than anything, i wanted to know my fav song that is being played on TV. It was this song. It was a sweet surprise. This is one song about which i can go on talking. I was more curious on how did he know that it is my fav one. నీకు ఎలా తెలుసురా ఈ పాట  నాకిష్టమని ? మా అమ్మాయి in a sarcastic tone "రోజూ పొద్దున్నే ఇదే పాట  కదా , అందులో ఏముంది "

Once i was watching a movie with my Grand Father and voila!  i saw tears in his eyes. I was in college then. I didn't know how to react. I had an astonished look. He was a tough guy but my image of him has taken a dent (although, a very small one). For a long time, i have wondered how one would get so moved by a movie?  It was just a matter of time, i found my answer. One winter evening, I was watching "Taare Zameen Par" and i'm already feeling bad for that little guy and then in the climax - a painting competition with a background song. The moment this little fellow peeks in to Amir's pic, it gets revealed with a big bang background music. i was like,  WOW! In fact that revealing moment, lyrics and the background music gave me  hard time suppressing my tears and i was almost choking. I don't know if i would ever describe how i felt at that time. Atleast since then i stopped making fun of people who gets emotional while watching a movie.  Recentl...

This song is all about Nature and how we humans are defiling the nature.  May be there were numerous songs in the past but this would definitely have a special place. Wonder, why it didn't get the traction that it deserved. కొన్ని పాటలు మొదటి సారి విన్నప్పుడే భలే హత్తుకుంటాయి.  This is one such song. అతి సులువయినా పదాలతో చాలా చాలా బాగా రాసారు.  ముఖ్యంగా నల్లమల mining  గురించి ఎంత sharp గా రాసారంటే, అరే  నిజమే కదా అనిపిస్తుంది .  నల్లామల అడవుల్లోన పులిసింత సెట్ల కింద మల్లేలు పూసేటి సల్లాని పల్లొకటుంది మనసున్న పల్లె జనం, మోసం తెలియనితనం అడవి-ఆ పల్లె అందం, పూవ్వు తేనేల సందం ||  నల్లామల అడవుల్లోన పులిసింత సెట్ల కింద పుత్తడి గనుల కోసం సిత్తడి బావులు తవ్వే పుత్తాడి మెరుపుల్లోన మల్లేలు మాడీ పోయే    మనసున్న పల్లె జనం వలసల్లో సెదిరీపోయే   ||   తరవాత మా గోదావరి ఇసుక తెన్నెలు మీదకి వెళ్ళింది పాట .   One has to experience full moon, River Godavari and sand dunes together.  పున్నమి  ...

Hell, I would start writing again.  I read few of my posts and I still liked them even after all these years. I will keep writing (and deleting)

One very special person did ask me if i have any intentions of resuming this nonsense? Frankly, every time i used to publish a blog, i had a feeling that the same would sound utter nonsense in a week or so. In fact, earlier i have deleted some of the posts in a week after publishing.  These deleted posts still mock me in draft state. For some reason, i still used to write as i thought it wouldn't have any audience and it would be more like a personal diary which is open to all. May be i should read more to scribble more.