Let the Beast laugh

Loving something or having an affection towards something isn't a crime. After all we do call ourselves a democratic nation. But the sad part is when people judge you and try to define you by what you like.
I mean, just because I like playing with toys doesn’t mean I am a retard dude!!!
Well.. This blog isnt just about toys. Its about how the world of music categorized people.
I am a fan of the heavy stuff. I like listening to metal core, heavy metal, death metal, black metal, hard rock. Well, there are tons of "sub-genres "within these but all of them revolve around these genres and so, they pretty much make up the list. Now, I don’t listen to a song just because its heavy. I have my playlist and it has from the heaviest of shit to the most soothing song one may have come across. I like music. And so, any good song (which i find good) makes way to my playlist. Now, growing up listening to rock music has created its own section in my brain and whenever I need to google for some new music, I prefer googling the heavier stuff more than the softer ones.
When it comes to black metal - the genre that all know as the genre for the antichrist, its totally a false misconception.
Black metal artists are humans - like us. The simple reason that they are known as black metal artists are because they are not followers of any deity. They create music just like any other artist with heavy riffs and powerful lyrics which mostly do not revolve around religion. Its just the path they chose to follow which defines their genre for them.
Yes, I wont deny that there are artists who have lyrics strongly focussing on religious stuffs but at the end of the day, they are stating their point.
Yes, you may wonder why am I defining this genre. I will get to it.
What is the work of music? To express emotions right???
Now, arent these people humans??? They do the same. Just like a pop artist sings a jingle to express his emotion, they do the same in their own way.
Now I come to the point as to why am I talking about this specific genre.
Listening to black metal isnt a crime. Even black metal bands do come up with good music. And the most important part for a few ignorant people : "LISTENING TO BLACK METAL DOES NOT MAKE ME A SATANIST".
Frankly, I am not bothered by comments but when I hear such ridiculous statements which can be quoted as "you listen to black metal right, you are a satanist"….
Brother, I may love the corpse paint, I may love the riffs, I may love the artwork, may even love the weird stuffs they do while performing live but that doesn’t make me one of them. It just makes me a person who appreciates their stuff just like the hundred and thousands of others around the world. I don’t mind being judged. But I do mind being judged in a illogical way. Illogical reasoning only proves how far your head is up your own arse.
Open your mind up and respect the choices each individual makes around you and instead of defining their characteristic based on their choice, let them be. No body needs your validation to know themselves.
The world has enough mirrors to reflect reality.
Summing up, yes I listen to black metal, yes I have a fetish towards drawing apocalyptic caricatures, I love wild and aggressive live performances. But I am not one of them. I am a normal human being who just knows what he likes listening to, drawing and watching and respect that or shut the fuck up and scat…..

Ciao…..

The Bitch - Goddess of success

What the fudge could that possibly mean!!!!

Have the people "discovered" a new deity ? Do we have one more "reason" to blame our failure??
Hell no!
Life - for some its unfair and for some, well, we term it as 'lucky'. That doesn’t make us any better. We are a breed of species incapable of accepting our mistakes and love to dump our failures on someone else. The more reasons, the better. At every stage of life, there will be someone who will make it through and reach the top and achieve success and crush the dreams of others. Not all games can have two winners.
So, it’s a human nature - we may cherish the victory someone has achieved by crushing our dreams but deep down we feel sad, rebellious and wait for the perfect moment to get back and prove to our counterpart that he may have won the battle but he still has the war to win.
Success comes with a lot of added features. It gives you a sack to carry around the reasons you may hear from others, reasons pertaining to how you reached your goal by 'luck' or by an 'unconventional ' method or a hilarious one being  by 'mistake'.
You worthless morons!! Success does not come simply by luck or by mistake. It comes only after you have strived towards it and despite what you say, the guy who has it, knows how he got it.
Yes, being defeated and learning from your mistakes is good. But this shouldn’t trigger a revenge in you. You shouldn’t work to be better "than him". You should work to be better and just give in your best and before you know it, everyone standing in your way will be irrelevant and you will reach the goal you deserve.
But that’s not the case. Defeat gives birth to the heel side of you and all you can think of is dragging the person down from the place which you 'feel' you deserve. You will use everything you can, every resource, every unconventional method and finally you will get what you want because you customized your path of success and finally, all that you say to the one you slayed is:

"Payback's a bitch"…..

You didn’t work hard to succeed. You did all that you could just to pull your nemesis down and sabotage his deserved place by building yours just so that you could give him a payback. That’s all that mattered. What he achieved was success. What you achieved was payback and that’s what you worshipped. You reached where he was but you didn’t succeed. You got your payback, you got your revenge. You showed him that payback is the actual vengeance, the actual act of 'hard work', the actual work done to get what you 'deserve'. That’s what you strived for. Basically you worked hard, strived for the bitch….
So, isn't the bitch - a goddess of success??

Symphonies of Joy

      A lifetime is long enough for almost everyone to experience all sorts of joy and sorrow. There will be ups and there will downs. The ups encourage us and the downs teach us. These are the basic philosophies which are not passed down to us by our parents or teachers but it is something we learn once we start “living”. The common thread that binds all these philosophies is –“SUPPORT”.
      Support can be in any form. Even a shoulder lent just to rest your head and enjoy that feeling that there is someone for you is a very gracious support. Now, each member of our lives can give their support in some way or another but all have their limitations, but there is one group of people who can support you throughout your entire life, down to any level. That support comes from ‘friends’.
       Friends are those group of people who can tolerate you even when others have asked you to keep quiet. They will fight with you to prove themselves right but eventually come to a mutual understanding that both of you are correct in your own specific way. We need them around us always.
       Now, friends are categorized by a few as – “good, best & close”.
Whatever the discrimination may be, what matters is that are they the people who will turn towards you when you need them. If yes, then they are your friend(s).
       Since these ‘friends’ of ours have such a huge responsibility, it is our responsibility as well to let them know that we too are there for them always and how much we care for them and what their friendship means to us. This responsibility can be fulfilled by many ways. The most interesting  way is to have fun with them and then conclude your fun by reminding them that this is how much crazy our friendship is. Remind your friends that you mean a lot to them by calling them up one fine day and tell them that you got married secretly, listen to their concerns, their wishes, their complaints, their mockery and finally confess that any event occurring in our lives would happen with their involvement and not otherwise and so this trick was just a hoax.
        We are fortunate enough to be living in a world where many events take place in our lives time and time which require us to be in touch with everyone we know and technology being a boon in this era has made that possible to such an extent that we can virtually never be apart from each other.
So, basically, I summarize by saying that friends will always be the people who will be unconditional, unavoidable and the most annoying set of people in your life who will always know what is good for you and what is bad and will always be the third wheel in every deed of your life….
Don’t lose them….

Ciao…. 

devil's favourite son

The world outside isn’t always your best friend. There are people who will try to get you out of their way, try to consume your success and claim it as their own, pretend to be your own until they turn out to be your real foe. Such unpredictable sights of this plane can change a man from being the most devoted man to the devil’s favourite son until all he wants to do is “seek and destroy”.
Yes, it gets frustrating when all you have is a belief that keeps you running your everyday chores and that slightest ray of hope that says that, “your time shall come too”. How long is that time frame supposed to be??? Is it worth if my time comes when I won’t be able to walk on two legs and need a crutch to be my third leg?
           They say, “try hard, until you succeed”. True. Every accomplishment needs perseverance, sweat, but how much? Who is the judge to decide that I have or have not worked hard enough? If I have slogged for 15 odd hours and slept for 5 hours every day and then some random person tells me, “it wasn’t enough!!”, based on my “not expected” output, then do I stab myself or destroy him?
          The worst of them being, “only the big guy can save you now”, or “this wasn’t your time”.
         People, get your head out of that crackpot. God is not an alibi for your success your failure. You are the one who should know your strengths and weaknesses. Today if I put an illiterate man and ask him to design a game is 1 week, even if he would put 24 hours everyday, he wouldn’t be able to make it. Does that mean he hasn’t “worked hard enough?”, no, the reason is that, this is not his cup of tea.
        In simple terms, put in your effort in the field where you want to, then, every effort you put in will yield you some ‘result and you would be happy about it in the end. Don’t wait to put your blame on the “big guy” coz he isn’t controlling anything. He has his own problems to deal with.
Don’t rely on the faith that you have been asked to put on someone else. Have faith in yourself and in the efforts you put. That will be more fruitful.
Lastly,
God exists and so does the Devil. You chose your way but in the process, do not handover your life to them. Just keep either of them somewhere within you to share your plight, not to blame them for your plight. Always remember – “YOU OWN YOUR RESULTS”

Ciao….

The After 'roast' Party

For all those who watched the ‘AIB Knockout’, it was frigging awesome…..
Why do you ask??
Because these sporty people had the balls to demonstrate something that ‘we’, the ‘citizens of India’ like to do indoors i.e gossip/back-biting/bitching whatever you may name it.
And for a few of the ‘critics’ who criticised it, I have no comments because they demonstrate the fact why our country’s literacy rate is so low and why we are still a ‘developing’ country for the past 60  fuckin years!!!!
But, I pity the ‘actors’ of the country who raised their voice and pitched against this roast.
Firstly, dude, I may not be an actor but I earn my living by being ‘me’. These buggers act before the camera, portray someone else whose role they might not be even eligible to play in real life, and earn money. Well they live in the world of hypocrisy and so, if someone shows them the light, their skin burns-similar to vampirism.
So, for the politicians who have commented against this roast, I have no comments since they are beyond that and don’t qualify to be commented upon, the actors who commented upon the roast as a ‘disgrace’ to our community and tradition and culture, I would like to request them to only work for movies which portray ‘holistic’ themes from next time if they have so much problem with people showing guts in front of 4000 people for a good cause. These actors will act as some random xyz shit and get crores of rupees and declare in front of the media how ‘hard’ they worked.
You frigging morons, you worked hard to showcase someone else because you are not worth anything outside that role. You will be known for that xyz shitty role you played until your next movie comes out. Come out of that, you are nothing.
So, before you comment, do recall that through this means of entertainment, a lot of money was raised which was donated to charity. So see through the bright side before shoving up your finger into someone else’s behind.

Ciao……

Filling in the 'VOIDS'

'waiting for the ripper to come and fetch,
Waiting for the end, kiss my death,
A thousand curses is not worth to die,
When a heart is all that beats to live'

This is a part of a lyrics that I had worked on. I had written it in a general manner with respect to a third party incident that I had witnessed. Though it didn't affect me in any way, I put myself in that person's shoes and thus, words started pouring out and I constructed verses after verses.
I had been asked to explain the meaning of what those meant because some couldn't relate to it and some just thought of it as crap. I don't give a damn to how anyone interprets it but yes, I would definitely react when someone says that this is 'meaningless'..because lets get this straight.... I am not a kid who writes to rhyme. I write when words flow out of me and each set of lyrics I write define a moment I have been a part of - directly or indirectly.
So for all those who thought that this is a cake walk and carries no meaning, I would advice them to shove their pointing fingers up their behind and understand what I am about to explain:

The above four lines I opened this post with basically imply into one simple sentence: 'follow your heart and forget the mob'....
Elaborating:
People will advice you, pay heed.
But there will also be people who will constantly remind you of how many times you failed before you achieved a simple success. Live for the people who appreciate your success and darken the failure instead of lending ears to the people who highlight your failure before giving you credit for your success.
It happens that when we listen to so much negativity, we tend to lose hope and consider ourself as a permanent failure and not even try to build up to our eyes. So, these set of words convey the message that you may just want to go away from all the criticism and live at solitude BUT before you consider it, think of the fact that why waste your life for 1000 stupid failures that people have reminded you of when you have 1 success that can overshadow them if you just strengthen it as much as you want and as much as you can. Success may not be big or small. As long as you know that you have succeeded and in times to come, you can maximize it to the fullest, don't give a damn to what others say....just do what you are doing and let your deeds shut their mouths up once and for all and you can reminisce of the fact that you have vanquished your foes until your last breath.....
Thats what these lines meant..

the dust settles

We try to be strong at times when we know that our strength is not enough to get us through a situation.
Situations will never be according to our convenience, it is we who have to try and convert that state into the nearest possible convenient state so that we can focus on it and get affinated towards it and work on resolving it. This applies for every situation.
Life is like wise. Even in this purgatory, we will face situations that will make us feel rebellious, try to break us down but it is then that we should turn the tables and face the music, start liking it and eventually change it to a more convenient tune.
A few days back, a normal day dawned, the usual routine followed and life was going on in a monotonous manner when a dark cloud built up and was getting darker.....
All that was left was to walk into the storm, face the challenge and embrace it such that the challenge became a fantasy and I would be able to conquer it....
So it began, the situation cribbed in, the intensity grew and the pressure ascended but as time passed, I adapted to the situation, created my own comfort zone and finally the storm broke into a clear blue sky and I accomplished my goal.....

I reached the summit and below me stood all that I had left amidst the barren ground....

'as the dust settles' became a reality......

Ciao...