Yeah I have an opinion and it's strong

Back in journalism school, a professor started his first class with the insight that opinions are like assholes; everyone has one. And that was still a time when everyone didn't go around airing it.

Now though, I am overwhelmed with the opinion bombardment that happens on a daily basis. It is a noise that makes me shrink back and pack away my own opinions far back in the mind. At the end of a day, you have read so many strong opinions, or opinionated articles, that it is exhausting. And it is all being shouted. There is no subtlety anymore, it seems.

Well, what does my opinion matter? I write a secret blog, after all. :)

Rain

If water takes the shape of that which contains it, rain takes the mood of those who are in it.

In a good mood, the rain is romance, it's time for hot tea and samosa, for steaming coffee and a book. Else it is gloom, it darkens the clouds in your mind. At other times, it's a dampner, it delays you, you curse.

But one way or the other, it inspires emotions. You can't stay passive to it. Hmm. Maybe I should speak only for myself.

Moments in songs and 'delete'

Songs have a way of capturing a particular moment in memory. Not it's lyrics, nor the melody, but the moment it played. Sometimes a tangible memory -- a place, a face, a day perhaps. Sometimes, it is the memory of an emotion. And that can often cause heartbreaking nostalgia.

There are songs that bring me the memory of being deliriously happy. It's all summer day and brightness in life. Blue-skied mornings on which the song had played and I had hummed along in sheer bliss. Now, the very first notes of the song bring such a wretched yearning to go back to that delirium that I can't bear the song.

I am yet to associate sorrow to a song. Or perhaps I have just erased those from memory.

Talking of erase, I've realised people hardly use that word anymore. They use 'delete'. Like they have forgotten the time before computer keyboards. In fact, when I realised the prevalence of 'delete' in everyday conversations, it took me a long while to recall the words we had before we had delete.