iPod. Zune. iRiver. A billion mp3 players.
Motorola Razr. Nokia MusicXPress. A few billion more music enabled cellphones.
Walking along the road I often think of these. My iPod is plugged into my ears. Constantly.
Cycling, walking, eating, running to classes, running back from classes: headphones plugged in, I walk along hearing a beat meant only for me. Keeping me occupied, separating me from others.
Wearing the headphones projects a kind of Do Not Disturb aura (you can even see the capitals). Surrounded by people, my music player allows me privacy, even if it is in my head. No one attempts small talk, and I can walk on in peace. People seem to even get a trifle embarrassed when I remove my headphones when they talk to me: perhaps because it indicates that I am about to give what they say my full attention. (which is very very rare in normal conversations).
Perhaps I am anti-social. Perhaps I better skip the perhaps. But I value being able to have peace from speech; from constant small talk... Time to talk to myself, to enjoy melodies: anything from violins to drum beats; to not be obligated to reply when someone wants to talk to you (which is almost all the time).
And this is now possible for me. Without being rude, or being openly classified as an anti-social loner, I manage to keep a lot of time to myself while at the same time being surrounded by hundreds of people; no distractions or loud noises. Just me and my thoughts (which occasionally -- or rather often -- tend to be quite rabid).
Of course, the flip side is that I probably won't be able to hear the car blowing its horn as it comes up fast behind me and the first indication I get about it's presence is when it actually makes contact with me (which will not be gentle). Hopefully there is still a long time for that day to come.
Musical Isolation
Wordpress, while excellent in a lot of respects, is extremely binding in terms of widgets allowed and themes that can be created. Even editing the CSS of a page requires a paid upgrade.
This has led me to believe that the best place to maintain a blog is on your own free web-site without thousands of limitations imposed (for security reasons) by various blog-hosters.
I have decided to update my Google homepage to make it host blogs; I will be designing a completely new website, which, among other things, will also host my blog. Considering the amount of free time I get with a computer at my disposal, my little project will be finished in a trillion centuries or so. Never fear: I will try and complete it though.
I have decided to continuously give reports on my progress on the blog... how I want the site to look; the technical details (which will be separately formatted and can be safely skipped) will also be given if I find them interesting enough.
I shall begin by working on the look and deciding where to host the blog, as access to PHP is a must. This will be followed by designing a web 2.0-ish website and then implementing a comments section for posts, a calendar with posts highlighted, and many more things that the average blogger takes for granted.
This journey promises to be a highly interesting, if not easy, experience for me.
Of course, the inane babble I generally and (thankfully) occasionally type will continue till I am ready to shift.
Adios.
I know that you believe that you understood what you think I said, but I am not sure you realize that what you heard is not what I meant.
- Robert McCloskey
Shifting again…
It might have caused some comment in a few highly select circles (generally located in remote locations, involving lots of white, padded, walls, iron bars and straitjackets) that there have been no posts for a month. The reason? you all may ask. (and you may go on asking for that matter). My brain disintegrated. Or rather, what was left disintegrated. So go treat yourself to another passage written by people who actually know how to write.
Good Omens, Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett
It is said that the devil has all the best tunes.
This is broadly true. But Heaven has the best choreographers.

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