Neatly Folded

It's a tricky question... For the past three days I find myself returning, every now and then to search for new tracks for my digital high. I have to admit it is quite addictive. Taking my curiosity to an all new high, I opened my sound cloud account today and VIOLA! discovered an entire community of people who have succumbed to the sound. It is the same feeling from earlier, just that now I don't have to worry about waking up with the stench of alcohol on me. I just sit in my office and punch a few keys and stay submerged in the sound. The problem is that like any other addiction, I cannot share this ecstacy with the world. I tried getting a colleague to hear one of the tracks but she didn't like its effects. Twenty continuous minutes of listening to the music and I feel so high. I feel light, I feel strange. I feel happy too. It's nice. I plan to get my music player and download some of the grub and carry it with me. Give it a listen for a few days and if it works fi

I take the title of today's post from a movie I saw a few months ago during one of my trips. The idea is not to let circumstances get the better of me. To be able to resurrect, no matter who or what I face and always, find my way back to the starting point from which I can make it all right again. No need to say that this is much easier typed than done. Going by the number of distraction that I face on a daily basis, the real challenge is to keep my focus. To analyse on an every day basis where my destination lies and how much I have been able to fare in the span of time alloted to me. It's never easy, considering telling a lie to myself is always an easier option but that's the real fix, being honest to oneself. We all like to believe that we do not tell lies. But is that really the case? Are we truly capable of being absolutely honest with ourselves. If we did, wouldn't that be the foundation of a utopian society? Or a perfect human being? The ability to be honest a

I have known for quite a while that chemical drugs simply don't go well with me. It induces a high that I cannot control and losing control over my physical being is of extreme discomfit to me. I have stayed away from chemical induced highs and the only rare occasions when I have indulged in them were only when I was drunk. Even then, the experience was anything but memorable. As the drug takes charge of my mind and forces me let go of control over my body, a defense mechanism takes shape to fight off the drug and retain control over the body causing a very disturbing pattern in my mind. In short, I get violent. Having been an active surfer on Youtube for meditative chants and sounds that calm my mind, I came across a video called Digital Drug and was instantly intrigued. The effect of a chemical is, after all, to cause a particular pattern in the mind and the same can also be brought to effect by an aware mind using a stimulating piece of music. Having some time to spare, I clic