Showing posts with label birthday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label birthday. Show all posts

Saturday, June 23, 2012

Boys Don't Cry

२४ तारिख एक घंटे भर की दूरी पर है | २४ को मैं २७ का हो जाऊँगा | अपने मित्र-समूह में शायद - सबसे बड़ा होने के एकलौते कारण से - सबसे पहला हूँगा जो कि '२७-फिर-भी-डब्बा' श्रेणी में प्रवेश लूँगा | हम सब आलसी प्रकार के रहे हैं | अभी तक बावरे बैठे हैं, ज़िन्दगी के कई पहलुओं से असहमत, दूरदर्शिता कि कमी के कारण परेशानियों में घिरे | हमें या तो अपने पैर तले धरती तक पर संपूर्ण यकीन नहीं, या फिर उस यकीन पर कोई मानवीय गर्व नहीं |
"Boys Don't Complain" and "Boys Don't Cry" - जैसा कहते हैं | अपने दर्द से इतना वाकिफ हैं कि बाहर पूरे संसार का दर्द छुपा रह जाता है | हमारी नज़र शीशे में अपनी परछाई पर ही टिकी ठहरी है, चाहे उसके पीछे एक पूरी जंग चल रही हो या तड़प-पुकारें हमें बुला रही हों |

I need a new song for my age. In retrospect, 24 was the perfect age - I had Neil Yong's "Old Man" to lift me ("24, and there's so much more"). Through 25, I dragged it on, just in assurance that the 'so much more' is right at the corner and coming (a perfect Bokononist untruth). For 26, I had a developing sense of gloom over memories that the song brought, and the promises that were just gas (I would see that as my injustice to this rock anthem).I could see a ship, no, a dinghy floating by a pier, with a festive snapshot of me in a state of [deluded] certainty over my promises. That dinghy, too, seems sunk now. There needs be a reminder that life ain't as dead as it seems to be, an age-appropriate one, hence why I need a song. I hope I don't settle with Pink's "Comfortably Numb".

PS: this?

Thursday, May 06, 2010

K&K

"Books are immortal sons defying their sires" - Plato

So it is Peter Soren Kierkegaard's birthday today - today, if you are still on American time (EST). His 197th one. I had, surprisingly, been reading about him since a day back, stumbling upon his reference in one of the dinosaur comics. The man's gonna be by new fad.

Karl Marx also shares the same day for his birthday. Having been horrified at the continued legacy of his political writings, I have never delved a bit into him. Nobody says I should.
Anyways, both their 200th birth anniversaries are near; I believe there'll be good cult celebrations around those months. Shmoop, probably would hold some festival. Knowing and celebrating these people 200 years since their conception is immortality, indeed.