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Tuesday May 22nd 2012

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I am a Rock

This is another post about music, solitude and my ipod. So if you think you’ve read enough and more about it already, it is high time you closed this window and moved on to take care of any other relevant business. Hasta luego.

However, if you are still with me so far, good for you.

My ipod seems to be clarivoyant, so far as being able to play stuff relative to my moods is concerned. Just the other day, for some reasons that I don’t wish to elaborate on, I was a little down in the dumps, and was feeling a tad low.

The Bangalore weather, which was pleasantly cold and beautiful somehow had taken a sudden turn for the worse, and it was raining in an unpleasant fashion – one isn’t really coditioned to get wet during December, and warm woolen clothes worn to beat the heat just seemed to add to my misery by getting soaked and literally being burdensome.

As I was trudging wearily towards the parking lot after work, being pelted by the lousy rain, I just decided to put my ipod on shuffle mode to see what it would throw up.

Imagine to my pleasant surprise when the familiar strains of “I am a Rock” by S&G began playing through my ear plugs right away. I love that song, and in moments when it seems like I am in the fell clutch of circumstance, it acts as a potent remedy which tells me how its alright to be in my shoes, without having to really give a shit about things that inspire negativity within.

“A winter’s day in a deep and dark December” is how the song begins, and I couldn’t help but think that it was as apt as it could get.

Building walls, fortresses deep and mighty, being sheilded in my armour where I am safely ensconed in a cocoon, at that precise few moments, I truly felt like a rock, an island.

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