Monday, July 6, 2015

What music shows us

“Music in the soul can be heard by the universe.”

Lao Tzu.


To a common man, the word music and universe lies it his extremities; simply because music, as he assumes is smaller than life whereas universe, in the other hand is larger than life. But why did Lao Tzu uses both the words into one small sentence and make it confusing ? How does one understands to smudge something smaller than life onto a canvas called universe ?

There is a reason for why many learned scholars always associate themselves with music. the reason being so is because they've all realized this beautiful line about music, "Music is proof that the human race is greater than it knows". Music captured the minds of these great thinkers as they questioned their existence. 

Okay, if you feel that scholars and thinkers are making you feel left out ? well let's step down a bit. Let's take cinematographers and musicians for instance. Why do you think cinematographers blend in music to their visuals ? To amplify the emotions they want you to seek and shun your ability to think and remain in your awe state a little longer. To give you a clear idea of what I'm trying to state, let me throw you an example. Remember from the movie Interstellar where Dr. Mann tries to dock himself to the endurance unsuccesfully ? That docking scene (you could watch it again). Nolan and Zimmer have perfectly stitched  this music-visual interaction, where you will be absorbed into that scene and would crave to know what would happen next.

Curiosity. That millisecond, your mind would simulate and assimilate the numerous possibilities of what would happen. All that in a matter of a millisecond. Most of the time music shuns this process to let you stay in that pre-defined awe state as long as you can and delays the decay of such states. Music as of now have been able to, in most of the cases guide to connect the dotes of what we think it is as the random pattern. Catching up with today's internet slang the term braingasm or mindgasm are just that ecstatic lightning realizations you experience when you finally get that your eureka moment.

 There is this series called Brain Games as a part of the National Geographic Channel which puts to this particular myth about Mozart. Does listening to Mozart really increases your throughput ? Turns out it's neither Mozart nor the heavy metal which makes us think better but music. Music levitates our state of mind which is why we sometimes perform better and think better.

It's this urge that the human beings have and when crude words fail to meet, we have to translate it into symphony. Because it is the music's capacity to express the ineffable, the inexpressible. While listening to Jazz music or akin genre when the treble emerges from the beautiful bass, those goosebumps, those cognitive emotional ecstasy or to simply put the awe states you enter into a surreal atmosphere or sometimes..... astral projections. I remember when i saw the microscope for the first time when i was in my ninth grade to study the structure of amoeba (irony i know) i saw that cosmos revealed for the first time of the microscopic and when I first looked up at the telescope and all of the sudden you see the cosmos of the macroscopic. That pure awe moments which drives the passion to know, to understand what and how things are and when I realize them, underwstand them i connect the dotes I expeienced this cognitive ecstasies or the neuro storm, that self realization is what matters. And you know what ? That is exactly what music does. It awakens our ontological senses. 

Music with lyrics gave way to songs which converges the thought of the poet straight into your head. Sometimes you cry listening to certain songs, sometimes you get all pumped up or happy. It is the way of Music to amplify the essence of the lyrics, to make you feel, to make you aware or at times get yourself lost so that you can find your flow states. Although Mozart and Beethoven's mortal era has been over long before you or I were born, their music pierces through time and still resonates in our ears. That is why music as assumed by common man isn't a smaller thing. We can say we are lucky to be proud to be alive during the era which gave musicians like A.R.R and Hans Zimmer.  

Ecstasies beamed from brain to brain, from someone's heart to someone else's. This is music. music inspires and indeed that line is spot on : Proof that the human race is greater than it knows. That is why such a smaller than life can be placed right next to something larger than life inside a sentence. That is where both the extremities meet. In the mind.

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

Why I Quit Being Nice

When I graduated from High school, a friend of mine came to me and said something which I think I could never forget. She said, “ Aravind, you’re such a nice person. I think if I had met the nicest person in this entire would, it would be you without any doubt. I've never heard anyone say a bad thing about you. Don’t ever change.”
(Because that’s the most said phrase when you depart)
To me honestly, it felt like the highest compliment anyone could ever get. I thought people love me for being nice and hence I told myself “being nice” is going to be my synonym. Forever.
I did my best to be the same.
I tried. And I was nice until one day, a painful realization came crashing over to me: niceness ain't everything.

For so many years I worked hard to be nice, trying to live up to what my friend had told about me. In one sense, it felt good and right and admirable to be the kind of person who never did a bad thing to anyone, and who never gave anyone reason to say a bad thing about me.

Most of us have learned that it’s good to be nice, that we should put others first, that we should always help them and have a reputable image in front of others. If you’re frequently seen as a nice person, this is probably the sign that you’ve internalized this way of thinking a bit too well.
I’m not against helping others or being kind. I do think however that many people take this too far and end up sacrificing their own needs in order to please others, thinking that this will solve everything in their lives. And unfortunately, that’s very far from the truth. Well that’s perks of being a wallflower.
This topic has recently started receiving serious attention in the world of psychology, where phenomena such as the nice girl or nice guy syndrome are now being studied vigilantly.
Years have passed. But what had changed?

Nothing.

Nothing? Really ?

Think about it. If you remain like a wallflower (read nice) you will ignore all the things around you.

I realized being nice wasn't doing for me what I wanted it to do.Being “nice” was preventing me from saying what I thought about things.

I wouldn't want that girl to feel like I was singling her out, or overstepping my bounds.I wouldn't want my friends to feel like I was rejecting them.

It prevented me, years later, from expressing political opinions or theological opinions or even opinions about where I wanted to eat dinner — which in turn prevented me from having authentic, meaningful relationships with people. In some cases, friends would beg me to say what I thought, but instead of being honest, I would mimic those around me, and then (of course) feel invisible.
"When you can’t tell the truth about yourself, you cease to exist as a person."
Trying to maintain my “nice guy” image I held me back from doing things I wish to do; to say things I meant to say; most importantly be who I want to be. I changed my perspective according to the group of people I was with.
“being nice is like a liquid, takes the shape it resides. Doesn’t have any identity other than being flexible.”
But you may wonder being flexible is an added advantage. Yes! Indeed. But not at the cost of your needs. It is that thin line between kindness and niceness. Your need is that thin line.

So then what is the solution?
Be kind. Not nice. Nice could be tormenting if you are in the wrong place with the wrong people. Nice, from my perspective is a strong sign of being weak.

 I think the quality my friend noticed in me on that last day of high school is an important one. I care about people, and want them to feel loved, noticed and important. But “niceness” as I defined it all those years was actually getting the way of what I was trying to accomplish. 

'Sometimes niceness isn't very kind at all'