My Music -- My Soul

I love English (western) music, when I was a teenager I loved Backstreet boys, Boyzone, Westlife, Britney Spears, Christina and etc. This was then (though I’ll always love Boyzone), now I have developed liking for songs that belonged to 60s, 70s and 80s era – they are called retro songs. But I don’t understand why have I suddenly switched over to Michael learns to rock, Elvis, Cher, Cat Stevens, Elton John, Beatles…and many more. May be, switchover to another music indicates that I am growing up with time or rather I have really matured over a period of time. Yes, our taste in music do change as we evolve over the years and probably this has lead me to switch over from pop to R&B (Rhythm & Blues), Jazz, Classical, Rock.


Now whenever my younger brother (a teenager) switches over to latest pop music, I just leave the room to let the unnecessary music to pass by. He often complains, “What has happened to your musical taste buds?” I am left mum yet my simple answer to him is, “you’ll know when you grow much older”. Hey it doesn’t mean that I have passed ages, I am just 21 but sometimes think that I matured early, however all my other friends still enjoy pop! Huh, I really do not care! As long as I am enjoying my musical journey I have no regrets. Life is meant to experience change and that’s what I do – changing my likes from pop to R&B, which will possibly change its course again once I am content with current product. My resources in English music are unlimited but I believe one must keep digging for more. Who knows may be I end up setting a record of highest music collection (my collection will be of each genres). Wow, I’ll be so glad!!!

Adam and Eve

When I decided to pursue my career in reporting, there was no slightest doubt on my mind whether I’ll be successful in this profession or not as I am always confident in my decisions . My parents were supportive so what else could I ask for, they have always treated me as men’s equal. I went ahead and so I am here, thinking again whether will I be able to sustain myself in media, which often thrives with cutthroat competitions.

Anyway, once my friend asked me, “Man, you may be drinking and smoking all the time, lucky you”! I denied his assumption about me to which he again added,“ don’t you learn lessons from your media colleagues?” His assertion didn’t come to me as a surprise. Outsiders (non – media folks) often perceive every woman (especially in media) being an active drinker and smoker. Yes, they often acquire such lifestyle; it can be applicable for any profession, but above all, it depends from person to person. It is a myth regarding high stress levels in media that often lead to woman becoming habitual smoker and drinker. In my case, I don’t enjoy its taste. Whichever may be the case of woman opting for same, or regardless of her profession; men must think thousand times before questioning women as usual, “Why do you smoke”? I say, what is wrong if she enjoys hard drinks with her friends? Most men often forget that an individual’s life is god gifted and so by Nature’s grace even a woman has full rights to enjoy her life the way she wants. Oh common man, stop this useless assumption of a woman being your property!!!

“And excuse me gentlemen (if they are); perhaps you must now realize that your ruling rule over us is coming to an end.” At least I don’t need a man to keep me in shackles.

It is men who made regulations for women to keeping total control and steer her as and when they like. Man, it’s our domain, we need space to breath and by the way, haven’t you heard the song, ‘she can make your day; she can take it away (take it all way)’. So give us the due respect and space we deserve and we’ll be as generous as always we were.

WHO AM I ?

“Who am I?” This is one possible question I keep asking myself, not because I don’t have biological parents or I resemble a Russian face (my friends tell me this). But because I am aware of my ancestral surname I am sometimes in an immense doubt -- where have my ancestors come from? Some theories suggest that Rawat (my surname) are the descendents of Rajput rulers who ruled Rajasthan (then Rajputana) post migration from the Russian steppes. This happened in 2nd century AD; almost two thousand years have passed. However this theory further suggests that we are probably the descendants of Scythians who belonged to a warrior class. They had their presence everywhere in whole of Central Asia. Scythians are often confused with Persians, but this may be a wrong notion considering the fact that Darius I conquered their territory and this is how they came under Persian rule. I may be wrong though, but how can I leave my traditions behind? Silly question one may say. It’s a hard fact to digest but I have never felt like an Indian -- I don’t know why. This is one of my true confessions. My heart always wanders in the Russian and Central Asian steppes, and when I see these two places, it starts beating faster and an unknown supernatural attention compels me to pay my visit once before I pass on. Probably because my forefathers have left their trails behind, the feeling and sense of belonging is still very much within me.

No one from my family feel this way like I do. If I tell them my love for that lost land, they may label me stupid and my friends will call me a traitor. But these political divisions do not deter me, and this does not mean that I do not express my feelings towards ancestral home! I am sure my forefathers lived there. One may say I am an idiot to peep into historical happenings, besides reading history is wastage of time. What ever it may be; I do not belong to those hypocrite groups who boast of a secular India and then fight in the name of religion. I believe my deeds are justified and genuine and I do not intend communal imbalance but only intend to identify my origin…