Culture, experience, life, Music

The Wonder That is Music

After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music – Aldous Huxley

Whether it be the soothing melodies or hard-core rock, all of us have sought refuge under music at some point of time in our lives. Some look at music as a hobby; for some music is their passion, while some pursue it as their career. When we listen to music, it evokes something from within one’s heart. I feel that’s what makes music so powerful – to tap into our deepest emotions that we didn’t even know we had. The impact is felt so strongly because of how much it means to you, how much you can relate to those lyrics.

One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain – Bob Marley

Music has the power to shift our feelings from joy to sorrow in a split second. It can bring us back to memories we forgot we had or forward to the world we have yet to create. I sometimes feel that it is cruel, you know, that music should be so beautiful. It has the beauty of loneliness of pain: of strength and freedom. The beauty of disappointment and never-satisfied love. The beauty of nature and everlasting bitterness of monotony. Another brilliant aspect of music is that it manifests itself in so many genres that it can cater to the entire populace. There is something in it for everyone – right from soul melting R&B, timeless classics to hard-core death and metal.


When at live gigs, the feeling you get when one of your favorite bands come on and play that one song that means so much to you is just unexplainable. There is honestly nothing better than standing arm to arm with thousands of other fans like you listening to the same number and all feeling the same thing from it. The connection and pull that you experience is just ethereal.

Out of a huge list of favorites, with a lot of difficulty I managed to downsize it to these six tracks (in no specific order)

Thamizha Thamizha by Hariharan (A.R.Rahman)
This is song is special to me for many reasons. Debut for one of my favorite singers Hariharan and ARR in the Tamil Industry ; associated with several memories from college. This song gets my blood pumping, heart beating and a wave of patriotism surges within. The beautiful lines coupled with the grand orchestration leaves me overwhelmed.

Moonlight Sonata by Beethoven
To me, this has always been a bed-time lullaby on nights when sleep evades me. This starts out with a melancholic melody and suddenly morphing into more cheerful, quicker and surprisingly even more intense than before. The picture it paints is rich and complex but it is bittersweet and quaint at the same time.

Raaja paarvai Violin by Ilayaraja
In my view, Ilayaraja is one of those composers who can tug at your heart-strings with his “raw” instrumental music in all its glory to leave one spell-bound literally. In this piece he just transitions across scales and styles(Classical, Hindustani and Western) seamlessly and I end up just closing my eyes and relishing the beauty of construction and genius.

Deliverance by Opeth
This is a 10+ minute monster track to say the least – heavy and dark as hell. The song traverses through heavy progressive riffs, acoustic portions(very less mind you), creative drumming and stunning vocals. Then there is a beast of the outro in this track which takes my breath away. Full of energy, air guitaring and drumming.

Maalai Neram by Andrea (G.V.Prakash)
The true joy of listening is not just with your ears, but to just be absorbed by it, the lyrical poetry and finally to lose yourself in it.  This is the perfect song for a lonely day – a slice of heaven in your own lonely world. The husky vocal just makes you go weak in the knees.

High Hopes by Pink Floyd
Always a trip down the memory lane when this song comes on – childhood, friends, laughter, school corridors and all the glorious moments in the past; a song of hope for the future to come. This one literally trips me and ultimately I am left blankly staring at a wall.

A fitting way to end this would be to quote Shakespeare from The Merchant of Venice

The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such man be trusted. Mark the music.

It’s time to get high on music 😀

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Roger Federer

Out walks the man onto the court
Calm and confident his poise
Raring to go and guard his fort
As the crowd makes some noise17_for_roger

“Heads” is the call on the coin toss
Before walking down to the baseline
Acknowledges his opponent across.
Silence prevails as he unfolds his design

With a simple touch the genius explodes
Dangerous aces whizzing down the line
His serves have no cheat codes
The repertoire of his shots, a gold mine

The vintage single-handed back hand
Lo! Beauty to behold is that drop shot
PeRFection personified is his forehand
Cheeky volleys, the opponent is caught!

A champion’s nature is something so rare,
Aggressive and lethal – a cheetah’s agility
When revealed, in awe I can only stare
Never say die attitude – a phoenix’s ability

His every victory serves as an inspiration
His every loss teaches me to be humble
Watching him play is indeed salvation
This man is just incomparable!

He pushes me to strive for perfectionfederer
His iron-will propels me through hardship
A guide when I am lost without direction
Courage I derive from this idol-worship

He forces me to believe in myself when no one does
From him, I learned to never ever lose hope,
Treat losses and victories alike without a fuss
And confidently tread many a slippery slope.

Deep in my soul I strongly believe,
In the power of this connection,
His influence innate in all I achieve
My role model, My mentor & My inspiration.

The star of tennis shines brightly
Worshiped as an Emperor
Called the Greatest of All Time rightly
People behold – Roger Federer!

Poem #24 for National Poetry Writing Month Challenge

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Sunny Rain

I woke up from my slumber
And looked up at the rain
As it splashed on my head
And flowed into my brain
I recline back on my bed sunny_rain
Sounds of sloshing water in my head

It was as if the very essence of me
Had flown up into the sky
My tears sank into the earth,
Seeping into rivers flowing by
Ending at the calm sea with mirth
It indeed feels like a re-birth

The sun peeks out of the horizon
Long bright rays of crimson hues
Blessing me with the grace of Apollo
Its time to drive out the blues,
Lift myself from this hollow
And follow the sun into tomorrow.

Poem #22 for National Poetry Writing Challenge

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The Power of Music

Thou art the rhythm of soul
Making my existence whole
Vested in thee is the power to heal
The slightest notes make me feel

Perennial source of delightful tones
Seeks to tranquillize my bones power_of_music
On instruments passionate fingers dance
Bewitching my soul into a trance

Thou art the painter of my heart
Multitude of hues adorn this chart
Thou dost permeate my soul deep
For thy lullaby drifts me to sleep

Drowning in a world of celestial bliss
Without thee, things seem amiss
Thou art the shining sun on a rainy day
Keeping the melancholy at bay

This ethereal bond is forged forever
Oh! I will never ever let it sever
Sweetest source of purest pleasure
The Queen of every moving measure

Poem #21 for National Poetry Writing Month Challenge

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The Mirror

It was a struggle indeed to reflect
An ethereal beauty to the fullest effect.
Imbibed like a princess from a fairy talemirror
Shimmering aura shining from her skin pale
Ebony curls accentuated her image
Enchanting and alluring was her visage

The mirror shone and paused a second
Was there a trace of melancholy to be reckoned?
Were those big amber eyes bedewed?
A tinge of mournfulness on her lips imbued?
Oh! The hindrance of a silver glass!
Longing to free the heart of the lass.

The mirror struggled…

Poem #20 for National Poetry Writing Month Challenge

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A Butterfly

Vision blurred upon a fuzzy landscape
As I tried to focus, nothing solid
came to view, but I blinked determinedly
to see again.  Through the mist,
Myriad of hues and bright flamesbutterfly
Seemed to rise at will and sang a tune
in a whisper, like a natural hymn.

Lo! If I were ever to find an equal
To describe the magic of
The unearthly apparition of a butterfly.

Flashing through the thinning vapor,
Drawing a sigh from this romantic
Glory be! The sun had turned his rage off.
Now I see the flame again
His time has come, He spread a shell
Mother Nature at her best
I lay in peace knowing I was blessed

Poem #19 for National Poetry Writing Challenge