Showing posts with label Personal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Personal. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 08, 2016

Remembering Vinod Mehta.

Exactly an year before, we lost one of India's finest editors. It took some time to digest the fact that Vinod Mehta had indeed left us when I saw the news on TV.

He was far different among the elite panel of Mainstream English Editors, who pose with costly suits and scare us with their verbose writings.

Unearthing infamous 1999 match-fixing scandal, Neera Radia Tapes were some of his important contributions to the Indian Journalism, besides influencing many young journalists like Krishna Prasad, Saba Naqvi, S.Anand and Tarun Tejpal. His commitment towards secularism, clean journalism are unquestionable even among his detractors.




Even though not a great writer, his simple writing, remarkable sense of humour, his vast experience in the journalism field makes his books - Lucknow Boy and Editor Unplugged worth reading. His monthly column Delhi Diary is an absolute delight read which I look forward every month with keen interest.

More than Outlook and his colleagues, I miss this beloved Editor.

Thursday, February 25, 2016

Yanni - The Master who taught me "What is Music".

The first time I encountered the name "Yanni" was from one of my distant relative who had been listening to his Optimystique Album, in a Cassette, way back 18 years ago. At that time, I had not been exposed to World Music with my listening strictly limited to Rahman. I wasn't sure whether this particular incident happened before Yanni's Taj Mahal Concert or after. But, I just saw the Cassette Cover and moved on without even bothering to listen. Later, moving to Bangalore, I, inadvertently got a chance to download a Torrent, Frostwire. I don't know whether this Torrent still exists. But, at that time, I didn't realise that Frostwire going to be a watershed moment in altering my musical taste thereafter. After successfully downloading the Torrent, I didn't have a clear idea how to use or whom to listen. Randomly, I typed some artists whoever came to my mind like Elton John, Phil Collins, Mozart, Yanni. And in a few minutes, I got the musical pieces in my Desktop. That's how I stepped into the World Music from an average Tamil Film Soundtrack listener.

For the first few days, I was completely hooked to Easy Lover. I was blown away by its terrific energy, heavy Bass Guitars and Drums. Most of the day, the song would be screaming in my office speakers. Yes, this is one of the best advantages working in a Start-Up unlike boring service MNC's environment where a middle-aged manager would be chasing the resources asking the Test Case Count. Then, one fine evening, I suppose, a Thursday, in June 2007, I had one of the best musical experience ever in my life. While I was in my boring Manual Testing, the musical piece playing in my System just took me away from the work. To be honest, I could never capture those precious moments in my writing, still, I would try. The musical piece, which amazed me was "Keys to Imagination". Until then, I had never heard such a musical piece; it was so fresh; whether the Orchestration or the new sounds or a mix of Synthesisers with live instruments, I don't know. But it lifted my spirits immensely. Immediately, I switched to find what the song was and who composed it. That moment I found my Master - Yanni. Subsequently, each and every track of Yanni I heard heightened my emotions significantly. In the next few days, I almost became a devotee to Yanni.





In between work, I started seeing a majority of his videos in the YouTube. Unfortunately, at that time, I couldn't afford an iPod or a portable musical player. So, I started visiting Browsing Centres with the sole intention of listening to Yanni. In such scenario, one evening, my friend's friend came to my room with a Discman. I couldn't resist my temptation that I went to a nearby shop at Indira Nagar Planet M Store and bought a 399Rs DVD. Needless to say, my friend's friend saw me as a nutcase. Till he went back to his room, I was deeply lost in Yanni's Songs.

Actually, Yanni helped me to expand my musical boundaries. I realised the power of Instrumental Music. Through Yanni, I explored Beethoven, Mozart, Ilaiyaraaja, Tchaikovsky, Dvorak, and Vivaldi. I started paying attention to the Orchestration and the instruments part of it. He made me single out Oboe, Clarinet, Cello, Bass Guitar sounds in an Orchestration. I remember my bachelor days listening to his classic solo Album "In My Time" at midnight alone in a room. By chance, I found his memoir in the Landmark, Koramangala and grabbed it in spite of its huge price(785 INR).

It is one of best biography I've ever read. There wasn't a dull moment; it was simple, engaging, and very inspiring.

So, what draw him to Music?

Music was in their family. His mother was a good singer; during the weekends, post-lunch, she used to sing with Yanni's brother playing an instrument and Yanni supervising it without knowing the Music. Yanni remembers his childhood days; one of the main reason to learn music was to impress the girls. Strumming a Guitar, he used to sing down the girl's house only to father threw a bucket of water from the window. That day he stopped singing and started concentrating on analyzing the score. He was a self-learner. Luckily, his home was close to a theater. He could clearly hear the background scores playing in the movie. In particular, he was attracted to Ennio Morricone musical pieces. Besides, he had his portable Radio where he listened to all kinds of Music - Jazz, Middle East, European. But here his life took a sudden turn. His town Kalamata was a port town. So, most of the people were natural swimmers. Without any coaching or prior experience, he agreed to participate in Athens Swimming championship. He came first in the under 19 Championship and set a new national record in Greece.

But this didn't go for long as he felt he wasn't super-fit to become a champion in Olympics. He quits the swimming coaching and leaves to America for his higher studies. There, he stays with his elder brother in the Campus; finds an old Piano in one of the room. He practices, and slowly gets returned to music after a hiatus.He sets up a room, buys Synthesizers and starts writing down the small musical pieces. In between, he gets acquainted with Bands and tours most parts around Minnesota as a Keyboard player. Finally, he concludes and settles to compose his own set of music. Interestingly, most of the Radio Stations except few couldn't find a slot for his compositions as they were instrumentals.

Yanni doesn't like the way Media labels him as New Age (mainly used for Meditation - Birds, Water Falls, Om Chants) Composer. In fact, he prefers contemporary Instrumental. He has an Orchestra that has LIVE instruments as well as Synthesisers.

Friday, February 12, 2016

Triplicane - Those beautiful days, 10 years before.

In Dec 2006, I moved to Bangalore on account of an offer from a company. In the beginning, it took some months to get adjusted to the new place due to my sentimental attachment towards Triplicane. And, I never thought I would be thrown all of a sudden to a new state. But I had to. I came to Bangalore with an intention of returning within one year(But I stayed for 8+ years)

It was exciting to see a sudden change in the weather after getting roasted for 2.5 years in the sweltering Triplicane Mansions.

Imagine, Electronic City, 10 years before: The road that leads to STPI from Infosys would be a beautiful no man's island ideal for walking. A not-so-big main road with full of trees blooming with Java Cassia and other flowers strewn on the road; with only few buses and cabs plying; a serene place with few shops-small Darshini Hotel, Browsing Centre etc. makes our daily journey to office ecstatic.

Apart from that, I missed Triplicane terribly. Before getting into the climatic conditions of Triplicane Mansions let me say its exceptional things. Triplicane is the best example in Chennai for its diversity. Nowhere in Chennai, you would find lots of people with various race, religion and in different ages. From a Construction worker to a Project Manager, from a Govt employee to North-East College students - the place is filled with diverse folks.

Triplicane is basically cut into two halves with Pycrofts road in the centre. The Left-Side of Pycrofts road has all the Mansions, large Muslim Houses, Messes and the right-side has Agraharams, Krishna Sweets, Theppakulam, Parthasarathy temple. But the common thing to both parts is its narrow lanes.

Triplicane is arguably the best place in Chennai apt for bachelors who don't know to cook or don't like to cook. You can choose your Mess based on the food you are going to eat:

Pongal and Vadai - Monisha Mess(Pongal and Vadai used to cost mere 10+ Rs during 2004-2006 times)
Poori - Selvi Mess
Meals - Undoubtedly, Kasi Vinayaga - Mini Meals 17Rs :-) (In the worst case, we may go to Ambal Mess or an Andhra Mess in the Sydoji Lane)
Dinner - Amman Mess nearby Chepauk Stadium.

Nowhere in Chennai, you had these many options for the food. Plus, tons of Tea shops, Book Shops, Browsing Centers, Mansions. You no need to have a Bike or need to walk miles in search of your daily needs. You could get a bed coffee/tea along with Kings/Beedi served in your bed by the kid working at the nearby tea-shop. At every street, there would be an Iron-Wala. So that you could press your clothes at the last moment of leaving for an interview. You would also have your school friends, seniors, college-mates staying in the surrounding Mansions. So at any time, you would have a company even if your best friends are placed in MNC's.

At times, when there is none to give you a company, theatres come to the rescue. I have seen all the movies from classics to craps in these theatres: Woodlands, Devi, Anna, Shanthi, Jayaprada, Sathyam. Finally, after goofing up an interview, you need a place to share your grief; there comes the iconic Marina. I couldn't count on the days, I had wandered aimlessly in my job-search days on the pavements of Marina Beach.

On the downside, the weather and the water: You have to experience it to feel it. Unbearable during summer seasons with temperature touching 40+. Adding to this, most Mansions won't have windows. As a result, The Five Elements of Nature would never dare to visit your room. You would be jam packed in a room longing for fresh air when your room fans are breathing fire in the name of producing air. And, the water in the bathroom is a straight connection from the Indian Ocean. The water would be so heavy and salty; the moment you come out of the bathroom, you would start sweating and your strands of hair would become sticky.

Aside these issues, Triplicane is a heaven for Bachelors. It consoles you like a mother, excites you like a girlfriend, helps you like a friend.

Triplicane is more than a geography. A place with varied emotions; waiting to embrace anyone who wants to be a part of it.

Thursday, August 16, 2012

Prologue.


It was December 2006, I was first introduced to Orkut - then India's sole authority of Social Networking. Orkut's influence was so deep in me that it took a heavy toll in my office work. Literally, I worked in between Orkutting; I explored each and every bit of its user-interface, joined 1000 communities(that was the maximum limit),argued in heated debates in many communities, made friends with 100's of virtual users(some of them turned into close friends now);this process continued for the next 3-4 years. In the mean time, I explored Facebook and Twitter too - but both failed to appeal me. In particular, Facebook, was just useless to my tastes and community discussions.

One of the things I liked in Orkut is surfing through different persons profile and studying their mindset by glancing over their interests, books, movies, music etc. In one such occasion I was intrigued by a term called "Webpage" and correspondingly a blogspot address was there. Only then I knew that each individual could create their own webpage and pen their garbage.

From that moment I was so restless and desperate to create my own garpage. Just in the next few days I did create a blog for me, Thanks to Office Net. As like anyone who had bitten by a blog-bug, I came up with minimum three posts in a week in my early stages of blog. They mostly contained amateur movie & music reviews which are unbearable to read now.

Over a period of time, I came through a lot of Tamil blogs and influenced by them, I came up with a post by toiling till midnight 2.Interestingly, a set of dedicated folks who read my blog regularly praised like anything and advised me to continue in Tamil. (I sensed their minds saying- Enough killing English) I have no other option than to continue in Tamil since I’ am not ready to lose my one or two readers. From there on my journey with Tamil began and its still going smooth. If you want to have a risk, here’s the link: http://musicmahesh.wordpress.com

Have a deep breath!!

Again now, before few months a terrible idea popped in my mind. Why can't I have one more blog exclusive for English? I always love keep changing (only) things; I can't settle in anything over a period of time. That's the reason I switched from WordPress to Blogger now.Though I kept pondering about creating a blog since last few months, things didn't get materialize till this auspicious Independence Day. Anyway what a great day to launch a blog!! It’s just a pure coincidence!!!

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