" The desire of immortality will pass, and so will the one who desired it"
25 Jun 2009 when i heard the demise of the bad boy MJ... First thought, yeah right... another gimmick...for some reason i just refused to believe that Michael Jackson... the king of pop... would ever die...
My mind as always in an idiotic moment... thought of all possibilities of why this news cannot be true...
Thought 1 : Michael Jackson who always does everything king size... In India he performed in TAJ MAHAL that's huge...and who always had surprised people in several instances at times in whackiest of ways too... what if he is just creating this news just to make a surprise appearance for his Much awaited come back concert world wide...
Thought 2 : Michael Jackson was already proclaimed dead before.. i guess in 2007 or some... maybe its just another spoof such as that...
Thought 3 : Michael Jackson desired immortality..he then realized he will die soon.. well for all the pills he has eating ...he wanted to check if he happens to die which he knew he will one day...would people remember him, will he at least achieve glory... so he just created this news and stayed away and is still watching whats happening worldwide with the news of his death....
Then the news followed ... showed the burial... sooner i knew its true...
The man who desired immortality ...has actually passed away... but is he not immortal... he has somehow managed in his life time to be known as a king of something... he has somehow creeped into every single persons heart through out the world... a uneducated farmer in a remote village in kerala knows his name and knows only him as the only firangi singer .. now that he is gone... people still call him the king of pop... and it looks like it will be only him who will be called that...
so is he mortal... i believe not.. i believe whatever way it could.. he has achieved immortality... in spite death has consumed him... in spite that his body will decompose... his thoughts and his music... his methods.. his dance ... will be immortal....
When i thought of the possibility of thought 3: i felt grief...well if he is alive... he must be watching in spite of his death.. people are still speaking and well getting attention of his disgraceful controversy of child molestation .. i felt pain as i saw the review of his house keeper speaking to the media saying she saw him do those dreadful acts... she saw him feeding liquor to children though a milk bottle... if it was a lie and if he was alive... how much would it hurt him... would it hurt him to know that yes he has achieved glory... and also achieved glory in a negative way as well...
As children , we are said people when they die they become stars and they watch us from above... if Michael Jackson has become a star... is he watching all this nonsense ... i feel pain with the thought of that...
CANT WE LET IT BE... FOR THE DEAD... he is dead and gone... can we stop harassing the poor soul... he was laughed at, mocked at, rapped against ... for his appearances, his controversies... his absent mindedness... when he was alive... and have done that for beyond 10 years.. cant we just stop this nonsense and show respect to the dead....
Michael Jackson was an extremely talented , positively charged performer... he was best of the best... and overall as he desired... he is immortal even after his death... In spite of what everybody say... We all miss THE KING OF POP - MICHAEL JACKSON...
NIDHISH P KAVINNAMANNIL
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Forgotten melodies..
Memoirs of Unknown Haunting...
Like an old smell bud has opened..
I recollect some scenes black and blinking..
Unable to identify which has triggered this land slide..
Lost Love or cherished feelings...
What does this drink open up on the left side..
The melodies are rhythmic to my sulking..
Is it unhappiness that i am trying to hide...
My mind has gathered as if feasting...
Nightmares are awake yet forgotten by pride..
The chit chat of crowd is an ode to remembering...
whats hurting am yet to confide...
Feeling emotions yet to be named that am pondering..
or am i just making a reason to cry and abide..
Memoir of unknown haunting..
God knows what am seeking to find...
Nidhish
Like an old smell bud has opened..
I recollect some scenes black and blinking..
Unable to identify which has triggered this land slide..
Lost Love or cherished feelings...
What does this drink open up on the left side..
The melodies are rhythmic to my sulking..
Is it unhappiness that i am trying to hide...
My mind has gathered as if feasting...
Nightmares are awake yet forgotten by pride..
The chit chat of crowd is an ode to remembering...
whats hurting am yet to confide...
Feeling emotions yet to be named that am pondering..
or am i just making a reason to cry and abide..
Memoir of unknown haunting..
God knows what am seeking to find...
Nidhish
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Diskette screetching..
The diskette which played sweetest music of love...
seem to have rusted with the rain drops...
all i could hear it play is whines and complains...
the warmth of the voice seem to have become gruff...
there it is.. the expiration of love seems lesser than the power of crocin..
i wake up most times with the question... am i cut out for the whole lovey dovey thing..
i stayed single for a few years.. i call them the HARI OM Period... was it better then? what about the empty space? was i creating that space myself in my freaking head... or was it a matter of choice...did i make a bad choice...
I am right... so is the diskette which plays that awful sounds sometimes... i liked it when it played those wonderful music, it made me laugh at times.. well it just kept me away from something where i felt the peace , care and helped me get away from the whole pollution...
Should there be an upgrade... should i make a replacement... or should i just wait for the better music... as if like listening to a radio....
or should i just go back to HARI OM!
Nidhish
seem to have rusted with the rain drops...
all i could hear it play is whines and complains...
the warmth of the voice seem to have become gruff...
there it is.. the expiration of love seems lesser than the power of crocin..
i wake up most times with the question... am i cut out for the whole lovey dovey thing..
i stayed single for a few years.. i call them the HARI OM Period... was it better then? what about the empty space? was i creating that space myself in my freaking head... or was it a matter of choice...did i make a bad choice...
I am right... so is the diskette which plays that awful sounds sometimes... i liked it when it played those wonderful music, it made me laugh at times.. well it just kept me away from something where i felt the peace , care and helped me get away from the whole pollution...
Should there be an upgrade... should i make a replacement... or should i just wait for the better music... as if like listening to a radio....
or should i just go back to HARI OM!
Nidhish
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