A Nameless Post

December 30, 2011 § Leave a comment

There is something mind-numbing about silence and idleness.

It’s as if noise and chatter is the norm. It’s been around 2 weeks since my room-mates left to India for vacation.

Two weeks of quietness at home.

I guess I just miss them! ๐Ÿ˜

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A Foolishly Romantic Song

December 16, 2011 § Leave a comment

So, another favorite song..

If you don’t understand the language Tamil (in which this is sung), that’s ok, just think of your loved one and the music will take care of the rest, it will carry you to the stars and beyond ..

If you do understand Tamil, then there is nothing like this!ย  ๐Ÿ™‚

Waka Waka

December 14, 2011 § Leave a comment

This one’s never tiring! For shakira or for the spirit (or for the day), I would n’t ever know! ๐Ÿ™‚

What’s In A Name

December 11, 2011 § Leave a comment

Time to explain, why the blog was named so!

Son Of Man is the name of a painting by Renรฉ Magritte. Got introduced to the painting, through a movie named Thomas Crown Affair in which Pierce Brosnan plays the role of a rich businessman but who steals art. The paining comes up during the climax when Brosnan has to evade the cops.

Son Of Man, a 1964 painting by Rene

But the meaning of the painting is the interesting part. As we see, there is an apple hiding a face, revealing a little portion of the eye. What it means is that the true, perfect, complete face/nature of someone is never revealed. What we see is always a portion of it. In Rene’s own words,

Everything we see hides another thing, we always want to see what is hidden by what we see. There is an interest in that which is hidden and which the visible does not show us. This interest can take the form of a quite intense feeling, a sort of conflict, one might say, between the visible that is hidden and the visible that is present.

At least till now, all I liked about the painting was the thought that, dont take anything at face-value, just be conscious that there could always be hidden motives/emotions.

But, now, I realise that we all live a life of deciet atleast to a percentage. Am not judging anyone, but that’s the way it is, I do that too. So, from now on, I hope the painting will remind me of the falseness in life! Encourage to have my heart and mind at the right place!

– Arun Vallappan

An Outlying Dream

December 9, 2011 § Leave a comment

Dreams –

No idea how they form, why they occur, what they mean.. but man, they are so good. May be dreams are a way of remembering our past..?ย  I think there should be many categories of dreams. Some fall under “I wish it was this way”, “most pressing issue or thought in the present”..

Of the many dreams i have had, one that stands out is in which, I do something so horrible (i dont even want to mention), that I wonder, “How can this happen, am not such a bad person, may be this should be a dream”, and then I wake up.

The below one I had now, i think is an outlier too..

(some background information – my grand-mom passed away couple of years back. actually she brought me up. in the last few months, i shifted with my parents to a new house)

So, the dream happens in the old house, hall, sit-out, everything so clean and looking true! My grand-mom says she’s gonna leave. I kiss her bye on her cheeks and break down, crying. In a sublime way i realize she’s not going to come back. my mom looks at me from the sit-out quietly. she does not say a word.

something i don’t understand – though this dream happens in the past, the present state (where my grandmom is nt there), seems to have been known to me. + my grand-mom has not seen the new house. Is that why, the location was the old one? also, can a dream feature a group conversation, say three or four people including the dreamer?

then in another part of the dream, in my bedroom, within the same old house, i open up Google to check the time. Because, am not sure, how can i be in India, while I should be in Toronto! And normally to check the current time at another part on the world, I use Google. So, same way, I start with “Time at Canada”, hoping I can search for “Time at India” after that.

A page pops up, the usual one, in which at the top left , near the search box, current date/time is normally shown. But, the time/date text seems fluctuating, like so rapidly, its a blur! Am like, “WTF, What’s happening”…

something i don’t understand – does the concept of dream happen in a time-frame of its own? i have never had a dream (or at least don’t remember one), in which i know the date/day in which it is happening. why?ย 

Then after few moments of trying hard to understand, I wake up to see my Toronto apartment! Over!

So many questions! and no answers! Uffffffffff…

Its Only Words

December 6, 2011 § Leave a comment

This world has lost its glory, let’s start a brand new story now, my love …

 

P.S (June 2012) – Looks like the video could not be embedded but can be watched at Youtube, too bad, but yeah!

Bring It On…

December 4, 2011 § Leave a comment

Winter is sneaking in.. Given that I have not experienced a -20 till now, think its gonna be fun!

So, I walk around the lanes, and one thing that stands apart are the trees, with no leaves! Like hollow promises! Standing tall, thin, frozen, a sad subset of their past…


They look dead, yeah, just the looks! would really really take a lot to deprive the tree of its life. The purpose is to stay alive than to thrive! And if you think hard, all it takes is the right weather, a warm, caring sun, a mild soul touching breeze, and a whispering “spring”… for the leafs to prop up..

In just the same way, people sometimes act dead, like in the story with a bear and two friends! So dead that you need to dream hard to believe that life and love still exists within!

Some endeavors, and wishes fall in the same bucket! They pretend as if they would cost your life..as if you will be chasing it for eternity.. but it does not work that way. Things fudge, they give in!

So, know your history, believe in the future, retain your voice and hibernate, stick in there, just be there, be around, keep your head up, for some more time, be alive, the sun will come out, the trickle will start, long last forgotten words will be spoken, and the impossible will happen!

We can climb outta hell… one inch at a time. In any fight it’s the guy whose willing to die whose gonna win that inch

– Al Pacino as Tony in Any Given Sunday

What’s really a life without that inch! Bring It On! Let’s see!

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