Musically infected...

It's insanely torturous, is it not? The same song playing in your cranial jukebox in repeat mode without a break, for more than two weeks...

It's unstoppable, though I haven't caught most of the words yet. It's unstoppable, though I don't understand half of the meaning of those words I've made out. It's unstoppable, though I'm unable to relate to the exact feelings conveyed by the meaning...

This one caught me unawares. May be it's the accordion, may be it's the absence of any fusion-like stuff, may be it's just the magic of A.R.Rahman. Whatever it is, Rahman will remain unforgiven for this.

I already know the notes by-heart and may be I'd record it sometime soon.
After all, I love to here myself singing 'When You Say Nothing At All' with Ronan Keating. Aaargh...that scale-change sucks, I agree. But this song... I might get it right all the way.

Nenjukulle...

Not a day passes by without wanting to write about.... this and that... some serious thoughts, some not so serious; some funny and some not so funny...most of it bland :)

But I don't write at all, though I resolve again and again (almost everyday) that I should keep writing. However bland and silly it turns out to be. Just so, that there's something to look back later, at my thoughts if I can.

What were my thoughts today? Sundays make me want to accomplish too many things: sleep (as in SLEEP - wake up late, sleep again, eat, sleep again...), laundry, stitch, shoot, embroider, write, scan old pix & books... Most of the sundays, I manage to do just the first two things, but today's been great - did all of it except the scanning (it has been my Next Big Thing for too long...)

Well, the resolution worked today. Let me see when it does again...


PS: The double-negative beginning is good, but there's just too much content within brackets. Why?