After about two months now, I am too happy to be getting some time for myself and being able to pen down a few words for the sheer fun of writing! Truly, the freedom of expression is the best gift any human being can have, as I realize strongly in my recent days. Though I won’t be able to share everything in detail in this forum, I would simply say that come what may, one must never refrain from being one’s self. All others come only after thyself and thy happiness is foremost among all other things in this world.
By saying thus, I do not mean to single out one’s self from the societal existence. Man is indeed a social being and cannot survive without fellow beings. We behave happily or not so happily, to a great extent because of what we perceive from our surroundings. A happy atmosphere around can put a broad smile on our face, while sad things can make our souls devoid of the happiness belonging to them.
Actually I have nothing particular in my mind to write about and hence am penning down the random thoughts that are emerging instantaneously out of my overworked mind, residing in my currently exhausted body. But I have my own ways to rejuvenating myself. Whenever I feel that I am getting nowhere in life or am stuck amidst too much confusion, I take the help of my eternal love- Music. Even now, if I am able to write my heart out, it’s because of Higgins Bhagavathar’s beautiful rendition of Sree Ragam in ThyagaBrahmam’s master piece Endharo Mahanubhavulu. The song in itself deserves a separate article; I am not capable enough to write about the genius of its composer and as for the singer, he deserves at least a thousand salutations on behalf of an ordinary rasika like me.
As a child, I had a certain attraction for music which was identified by my music teacher at school. An enthusiastic mom then found me the right Guru (read as Godmother), who directed me in the proper way to learn the basic nuances of this wonderful art. Even in one of my previous articles, I have written something about music. But how much ever I write, I feel I haven’t expressed myself adequately as far as music is concerned. With the right amount of devotion, one can not only learn to sing, but also get to know about stalwarts who mastered the art and attained the ultimate want of the human soul – the feeling of oneness with one’s self and with all beings of this world. No money can buy this kind of a thing in this world. And the more one loves one’s art, whatever it may be, the more one grows richer in terms of non-materialistically definable stuff. (Sorry for getting too abstract!!)
My profession demands most of my energy and I have no other go, but to do my duties at office for earning my livelihood. When I get too bogged down while working on some unlucky weekend, my heart flies back to my beautiful days of yore. What I could do as a child and what life has become now, shows me a huge difference in terms of the time I used to have for things I would love to do. For many of us, life changes in an unpredictable way. There are only a very few lucky people who get to do what they love the most and also get paid for doing it. Sigh! I seriously envy them.
I would not be asking for more by asking some time from my own life, for things that I would enjoy doing. I feel helpless sitting in a deserted office chair on a weekend when I would have cooked(humming my favorite cine tunes), cleaned(also humming cine/non-cine tunes) and even listened to my favorite artists on my computer/radio after getting myself some much needed sleep.
There are social responsibilities on one hand and there is the prime responsibility of listening to one’s heart for the sake of being happy. An artistic mind like mine gets too tired with iterative mundane stuff and I lose my efficiency without avenues to enjoy myself by singing/writing/reading books. If only I had a time bank from where I could borrow at least an hour everyday to do what I love, I would be a happier self and in turn surprise my employers and family with something more than they expect. Why can’t there be extra curricular activities at office also? Will work ever be enjoyable? Should career and money always get a priority over my own happiness? ….
Hoping for better times…. I request my beloved readers, my close counsels to keep writing and visiting my blog whenever they find time. Also leave in your suggestions if you happen to read this article of mine. Adieu till my next!!! J
machi rocking blog!! keep writing whenever u find time..