Comfortably Numb

Signs  of the Life

SOME CALL them Gods, some call poets, some call them dreamers, some call them passions, some call them music, some call them from another world, few call them musicians. Yes, i am talking about the Pink FLoyd

From so long, I am planning to write a post on pink Floyd. It is the most influential  band in my life.

The songs like High hopes, coming back to life are incomparable. Sometimes, I felt that the lyrics are more like poems. 

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I never fail to listen this band after I got drunk. When I listen these songs, it is like that whole life of me came in front of me. The lyrics of the song ‘Time’ are so true. ‘Coming back to life ’ reminds me of some of my best friends that I have made in my life. Video of ‘High hopes’ gives me the feeling that everything is a worldly affair. Nothing lasts forever.

I remember the time when I was in high school and my brother was doing his engineering in IT-Bhu, he used to bring the cassettes of pink Floyd in vacations and I used to hear them like anything. In those days, I never appreciated the lyrics as neither there was internet to look for the lyrics nor I was able to understand this awesome accent. Please note that I have used the word ‘Awesome’ first time in my blogs because I am high. Actually, I am suffering from awesome phobia. I really hate this word. But today, I am in memory of the person from whom I heard this word first time and whom I love very much. I only love the music. My love of Pink Floyd increased manifolds when I read about the history of the band and begun to understand the lyrics.

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Syd barret, a maniac, continuous war between Roger Water and David Gilmour interests me like anything. Sometimes, I feel that I am not able to appreciate all the videos and every time I discussed about them with another maniac, I discover something new about them which I didn’t know. I love this so much.

‘Learning to fly’ always gave me confidence and reminds me of my resolutions and determination.

‘Sorrow’ is a song that I want to dedicate to the girls of my life but I will not because the lyrics does not match with the circumstances. However, they meant the same but not everybody can comprehend  the appropriate things from them. People will comprehend what they want to comprehend as said by our beloved Shakespeare ‘Beauty lies in the eyes of beholder.’

‘Amused to death’ by Roger water is another magnum opus of its time.

Please note that my definition of Pink Floyd include Roger waters too. I never able to filter Roger waters from the image of pink Floyd that is created in my mind.

Hats off to you all Roger waters and Syd barret first and then David Gilmour to carry the courtesy. 

This post is tribute to Syd Barrett, the singer-songwriter-guitarist who co-founded Pink Floyd, died five years ago today.

An owl and mother

9:45 pm

I am sitting on top of the terrace. It is a very small area. I was thinking from the last many days to bring my laptop here but  found difficult to overcome the laziness. Also, reaching top is bit difficult, there are no staircases. One has to climb the water tap and perform some other easier stunts to reach there. Today, as only 8 days are left, I packed my laptop in bag, overcome my laziness and climbed the water tank to reach the top. It was a quite nice peaceful place. Howrah Bridge is about 9, 10 km from here but it was visible from here. I am peeping into the windows of neighbors from here. One girl is looking at me and perhaps she is laughing. Perhaps, I am looking crazy here sitting at the terrace at 10pm with my laptop. Nearby houses are not build to this height. So, I was feeling a top of the world.

Fresh cool breeze is the best thing to cure the tiring day. Now, I have decided to come here every day for next week . Writing at such an place is an lifetime experience.

The girl, I just talked about is coming again and again near to her window. I have also played the song “You are beautiful” by James blunt.

The only thing that is worrying me is the hooting of an owl sitting on the top of the house which is on the other side of the road. Everybody is quite aware about the hooting of this owl. Some people even said, it is living here from decades. When I was new here,  hooting appeared to me very scary but gradually I learned to ignore it. But ,now it was pretty hard to ignore. Also, it is very scary. Thought from the movie grudge and other horror movies are coming to my mind. I just search on the net what the hooting signifies. Man, it drives me crazy, so many horrible extreme interpretations. Let us ignore the negative one and just remember about the positive interpretations. The sound is really scary. Let us not talk about an owls. Just like us, they are also the beautiful ugly creation of the god.

Now, I am listening to the real stuff, Bruteforce –‘opportunity denied slaughter the corrupt’, what a lyrics.  I am alone again without you. ….. Leave all, just pink Floyd now…

Coming back to life……..with this I am closing my eyes……..

My mother called me out of her daily routine. We talked and when I told her about owl hooting, she strictly told me to go back to room. She was scared. I moved to my room and forgot my cell over there and began watching TV in dining room.

11.45

After an hour, when I came to my room, I saw 12 miss calls from the my home. It’s my mother no. and I have saved it by the name of ‘my home’. I immediately call back, I was very nervous. MY mother asked if I am alright. She was very worried as I had told her about an owl thing. I said I am perfectly alright. Seeing 12 miss calls from my mother no. had taken a breath out of me. Such are the mothers and such horrible are the interpretation of owls. Caring and crazy.

Blessed to have such a mother.