Okay first off, let me start of by saying sorry for not posting more often and keeping up with the challenge. Was flooded with work and did what I do the best when I have work, wasted away on my bed like a vegetable.
My beliefs. What I believe in. Honestly I think there is so much and so little at the same time. And so dynamic.
I believe you should be humble. A human being needs to be humble before anything and everything else.
Humility is very important to grow as in individual. I think if you aren’t humble, you will grow but not really. Of course that is very personal, I don’t think I can have any growth if I don’t remember humble origins and accept it.
I believe that when life gets tough, step to the side switch on the television and watch friends while eating chicken, drinking and having a tub of Mississippi Mud ice-cream from Basking Robbins
I believe that we are all good and bad and we all manifest good and bad all the time but it’s up to us which we want to live with: The bad version or the Good and whatever you choose, remember it’s your choice and at the end of it you can’t blame another or thank another.
I believe sometimes just staring at the rain or walking in it or playing in it and then falling sick is perfectly okay
I believe we all deserve a chance to be equal even with our differences. I believe that I should be not given the opportunity not because I am brown, a woman, thin but because I may not be skilled enough.
I believe that food, movies and books solve the problems of a broken heart
I believe that we are all different. Our differences make us same. And that is something no one can take away.
I believe that tattoos are beautiful and travelling is for the wise and the passionate
So let’s begin with clearing out the air about my musical knowledge. It is very limited in terms of knowing artists, but I do listen to a lot of what they call ‘non-mainstream’ stuff. So if I do make comments or have opinions which you don’t agree with, please feel free to leave a comment or your opinion on it.
Mainstream music, they say it’s the kind of music that is known by general public and which may not always sound great but will make it to a large audience because of the attention it generates. This is sometimes because of the music videos, the popularity of the artist and or the negativity attached to it (Robin Thicke’s Blurred Lines)
I think mainstream music is, on a personal level, pretty okay. It is music and on a personal level it is a musical choice for some. Maybe this music is more ‘them’ than other non-mainstream music. This is there expression of music. The Beatles, were a mainstream band and so was Queen but today people believe they are legends ( I would not like to contest that, because I believe it). What is mainstream for our generation is legend for another.
The strongest argument towards mainstream music is the lyrics that are being used or well lack of it. Of course this isn’t true for all ‘mainstream’ music. Lifehouse, Seal (Kiss from a Rose), Maroon 5, Goo Goo Dolls have been part of this list of ‘mainstream music’ and the lyrics they have for many of their songs are far from ‘nonsensical’.
We need accept and appreciate the fact that in today’a day and age the taste for music has changed. The kind of music that is appreciated by the larger audience is of a different sense and just because it is ‘popular’ doesn’t mean it sucks. It is part of someone else’s frame work of great music and maybe a few years later the music being played will be part of the new generation’s framework of what constitutes good music.
The music we love today probably was what mainstream in some day and age and not loved by all. The music we believe is brilliant and not mainstream could one day become mainstream and maybe lose some part of it’s musical charm because of that.
Music, especially mainstream is also a reflection of the westernized times we live in. We do live in a day and age of drugs, sex and alcohol and we need to accept that too. Music reflects this, most lyrics talk about ‘partying it up’ and ‘getting drunk’ before was the time of greater revolutions within the world. About changing things. And how the music changes the world and affects society too.
Of course music fanatics would argue with me and sya that music isn’t about the popularity and would if it’s good music it would be appreciated by all. This isn’t about the popularity alone, it’s about the kind of music that is popular and how it isn’t ‘really music’. In terms of that i think the old music, the music we refer to classics today isn’t very much appreciated by the younger generation because it wasn’t mainstream enough then and neither is it now. Is it then correct to say maybe the ‘non-mainstream’ is the kind that sucks?
Probably not, because I love this off beat music which tries and mashes world’s together and the world they mash up isn’t even aware of this mash up. A lot of times we miss out on beautiful music because of the mainstream culture taking over. the absolute indifference to different kinds of music is a little unnerving too.
Then again, all that being said, I am not against mainstream music. I think it’s different kind of music with a larger following. Mainstream music tends to the hearts and souls of a larger audience and connects with a larger audience( negatively, positively) and that in it’s own is a huge thing, a thing that should be appreciated and not ostracized. Don’t ridicule mainstream music just because ‘it’s too mainstream’, back this hate up with a stronger argument or not.
These mixed feeling maybe confusing. BUT Mainstream Music for the win ( for the people who love it!)
I think there have been two instances but I will talk about this one.
I have been happy, a lot of times in my life. Like honest to God happy. I have also been satisfied about my life and where it is headed quite a few times in my life. I have been both too. This is one of those moments, one that stuck with me.
No it wasn’t the time I knew I was in love, the time I had sex, the time I knew the people in my life who mattered, not the time I got into the college of my dreams or when I got my ‘Head Girl’ badge nope. Nope. I mean those mattered, but this was a much simpler incident.
I was in Delhi this summer. It was around 8.30 at night and I was with one of my friends in his car. We were getting back home from a super tiring evening at Hauz Khaz Village. There was so much traffic on our way back home I thought we would be stuck in there forever. Nonetheless I tried to be super duper optimistic abut the whole deal.
Finally we were at this clearing, this large stretch of road which is empty and we have music playing in the background and we speed up. I was sitting next to this boy I had known for four years and had, over those years fallen in love with the person he was and the friend he had become to me and laughing over something silly he said. The wind was in our hair and the lights just the right bright and we were racing into the past we had left and singing into a future we didn’t know. We were happy. And no matter what happened to me I knew I was glad I was where I was. In that moment I was.
We entered the cantonment area and picked up another friend of mine and drove back home. The song changed to ‘Vande Maatram’ by A.R. Rahman. We were at this moment driving towards the flag and the sense of patirotism and satisfaction, which I had never felt in the same breath seized me and the others in the car, we screamed out the lyrics in the car. That night I felt completed and happy. I was with people who loved me, listening to music that filled me, feeling the breath of the air that freed me and my thoughts that completed me.
My earliest memory. Wow, the only thing that I remembered when I read this was me being really young like 2 or 3 and my mom and my brother were chilling and I wanted to chill with them but they refused because I was a baby and they were having their moment and they had their secret. Also mom threw something and I went to hunt for it and it turned out to be a band-aid. They laughed and were being weird. I never understood it and never understand why that is probably one of my earliest memories but it is. I think a large part of it is because they are the same entity even now. or at least my brother is closer to my mom than I am and a part of me is super jealous of this closeness they have. I always wanted to be on my mom’s team but she had already chosen the baby she wanted because she believed she was horrible to him as a child. I think even now when my brother and my mother are together this memory is the one strong thing that hits me. I realise that sometimes, some people are always going to enjoy each other’s company more than other people. there is nothing wrong or right with it of course but that is the way things work.
So I knew of this topic yesterday and thought to myself ” Oh my God. Will have to do something SUPAH cool tomorrow so that I can have an awesome blog post.” I sit here at 8.00 Pm on my bed and have nothing but comfortable monotony to show.
I woke up at 6.30
Washed my face, brush my teeth combed my hair
Went back to sleep
I then got up took a bath and did my other toilet business
I got out of my hostel by 8.30Am for my 8.50 lecture
My first lecture today was Anthropologyduring which we saw a short documnetary on “The Rockstar and the Mullahs”
My second lecture was Sociology where we discussed Geertz view of culture and religion.
I ate food in my 10.30AM break and chilled in the college foyer.
I had Psychology of Gender after, in which i just talked and criticized her teaching style
I had Psychology of Development after that, where we discussed the Cognitive and Humanistic approach to Development
At 1.00 we started watching a weird documentary on learning and babies
I got done by 2.00PM and ate chicken and chappatti and headed home
I slept till 4.00PM
I woke up and worked on my 70 page 1 mark assignment for Social Psychology