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[TEDxVIT]~Songs & Stories of a Common Mediocre Guy!!! :)

Being out of the city, I missed the TEDxVIT event but I was keenly following up with what my friend Shammeer (and his gang) was upto through his FB updates!
Shammeer – one of the main guys in the music band “Paadhai” – was one of two speakers at TEDxVIT, who otherwise sport the Cognizant tag on working days! 😉 The other one was our beloved Sukumar! 😀
Two days back, Kavitha posted about TEDxVIT (link: HERE) covering the TED talks of Sukumar (CKO, Cognizant) and Kirubasankar (CEO of “Business Blogging“) and after reading that, I wanted to know the kind of experience that Shammeer went through. So I requested him the same. And what can I say – He responded faster than the very thought that I got to approach him! 😛

Enough of me…over to Shammeer:

My Ted Experience:

I have always been this last row guy in college who doesn’t care what happens on the stage. But then, things do change and you end up on stage from where you can see your own mind-sets in the last row. 😀 I was told to be there @ 8:30am. 8:30?!!!!!!!!! I asked. That would mean, I’ve to wake up @6am to say the least. Rude I thought. But this experience was awesome, the transition from “Careless-guy-to-atleast-act-responsible-guy”. I know I cannot be playful when I share a stage with personalities of such great experience.

Honestly, first talk of the day was boring like a geography class and that’s when Sukumar took the stage. One word. AWESOME.
That’s was the first time I listened to him and I was glad to be there. His understanding, clarity of thoughts, respecting OTHER’s time – was something I wanted to learn. I hope, I will. My talk was on ”The common mediocre guy and his dreams”. 


 
My speech excerpt:

“IDEAs are IDEAs. There are NO big IDEAs, NO small IDEAs. NO average IDEAs. IDEAs you got, IDEAs I got…IDEAs of the last row and first row got the same respect until it comes to execution. Few live with their IDEAs. Few let their IDEAs die…and there are few others whose IDEAs are stuck under the wheels of our system…whose IDEAs cannot take a wing and fly under the heat of our system. Most of these IDEAs would be the IDEAs of the MEDIOCRE…
Paadhai or me, is not a great talent…IDEA of a musical novel by itself is out of our inability. The inability and inadequacy to make a movie got us to what we can.
We can write…first time you find an IDEA…you jump…it’s like you see your girl for the first time…the happiest moment of your life…what could not be a happy time is the time you fight to marry her. You’ve to fight against the system to win her.
That happened to us…to Ranam sugam, the musical novel. Audio companies didn’t want the book…Publishing houses didn’t want the music…this is where we were stuck…It was sad that not many in our system thought of going for a merger…probably it was because of our don’t-give-up attitude and the great time we had all along, made this all happen.
So what if a common mediocre guy comes with a great idea without a never-give-up attitude? Do we always expect him to try out ideas only after he learns to develop the never-give-up-push-to-limits attitude? And what if he doesn’t? Are we okay in missing out the idea…are we gonna let the idea die in him…oh, that would hurt him!
Okay, on the flip side we cannot expect the system to be too kind for this common mediocre guy every time he comes up with an idea. He definitely needs more than that, for sure…but what we could probably do is create a platform…build  a system which doesn’t give things free, but create things for a taking…And if he wants that really badly he has to come up and take it…we just have to make things ACCESSIBLE…that is all a good-healthy system can do!
Well okay, preaching has to start from self…Paadhai would pledge to do that. So next time when a common mediocre guy comes with an idea that has something to do with a novel and music, we wanna be easily reachable to tell them what we did and help him out with whatever we can…for that execution…”

We also performed Ranam Sugam (unplugged) which got the “once more” cry from the audience. We got a standing ovation in the end which felt really good. But I thought, I could have done better. When I came home, one of my friends phoned me up and asked “How was the show?”. The first thing I said, “That girl in red was awesome, machan” Few people don’t change. 😉

* Pic-1: Shammeer address the gathering at TEDxVIT.
* Pic-2: Deepak and Suresh performing the tracks of Ranam Sugam.

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Posted by on January 27, 2011 in Friends, Stories, Thoughts

 

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[Updates]~Ranam Sugam Launch & Bloggers Premier League!! :)

Had been a little busy for the last two weeks…so here I am with status update..nah nah..i’ve not got hitched (sigh…long story!),…lol…

Finally the music album “Ranam Sugam” (Pain is good) is being launched today in the evening. I got an opportunity to be involved in some publication (its a book cum music album) for the first time..so yay! am looking forward to the launch…The pre-launches have been happening over the last few weeks (you can check the ‘Ranam Sugam’ FaceBook page for more updates and pics) and today is the actual launch. Looking forward to it.

Waise, if you are looking at owning the book+music album (its in Tamil…but music is something which is “language no bar”), then you can buy your copy at www.ranamsugam.com


On the other hand, I hope you guys are aware of the Bloggers Premiere League that is gonna start (actually the warm-up game is currently on) at Cafe GingerChai!! 😀 I registered for it, and I can now proudly say that I’m a part of “The Inscribe Tribe” team…Come cheer us up!! 🙂

Best part is…got to know and befriend a few many of the enthusiastic bloggers we have out here in the blogosphere! 🙂

 
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Posted by on May 23, 2010 in Friends, Thoughts

 

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Pain is Good…. (Ranam Sugam…)

My eyes shed tears, when they don’t get to see you..
Music is silence to my ears, when they don’t get to hear you…
Down the memory lane, it’s more and more of pain…
In your remembrance, my world’s shrunk smaller again…

My half is in your darkness…
Your half is in my brightness…
I’m dying for a glimpse of your eye…
Without seeing you, I’m sure I would die…
The ticking clock breaks silence, nine times along…
For now I’m rewinding time, to see where I went wrong…

The day seems never ending, without your presence…
While the night gets lonelier, due to your absence…
The poetry seems to end, even before the first rhyme…
While your anger over me, grows infinitely with passing time…

Pain is good…
This pain is good…
With you beside me, even this agony’s like a blessing!! 🙂

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This is the translation of the title track of the music album Ranam Sugam (Pain is Good).

You are can read more about it at:

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Posted by on April 27, 2010 in I~do~such~things, poetry

 

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And I Kissed Her…

The gang was at my place working on the next album.

Naren, you start with the keyboard. Ramya, you too start singing along once the first stanza is over. Chandru, you start with your violin and by the time we hit the second stanza, I shall start singing. Shammeer, you just maintain your own rhythm. Okay now. All set. 1…2…3…4…Siva explained too much about the intricacies of the second song.

So now, you know who all make up our music band. We are real life characters…yes, alive and rocking. 😀

Well…I’m what I’m. Good at what I do, but lazy and care-free. And I must confess that I was in it only for Ramya. She was the only motivation behind having these freaks at my place. For the record, she was my girl…hmm…to be…

Inside the small room on the terrace which we had set up as our practice-cum-recording room, I was standing with my keyboard just behind but next to Ramya, watching her all the while as she repeatedly set her step-cut hair behind the earlobes, giving me a clear view of her lovely face. Ah! And each time as I fell in love with her, my fingers danced on the keyboard. Bliss!

During breaks, Chandru usually would tease her about me and all that he got back from her as a reaction – was a smile. Let me tell you…there was something about her smile. Call it mysterious, MONALISA, magical, confusing or even haunting. But there was something about it…

A simple yes or a heart-breaking no, would have put things in the right place, but then no…Fate wanted me to hang on to her smile, like a cat on the wall – imagining which side to jump.

Naren, where’s your mind loitering? Again dreaming eh? Play it on cue, dude…” on the microphone crooned Siva adding on to his ******s (that too in good rhythm, must say), as Ramya turned behind – looking at me, with the very same smile on that full-moon of a face. Ah! Bliss!

I have to admit, it was insulting. Yes, I was lost looking at her and missed more than a key. But trust me; it is hard to concentrate playing something as trivial as a well practiced note, when you have such a beautiful girl around.

Finally I delivered what they wanted, before it was time for us to pack up. Except for Ramya and Chandru, all of them left for the day. Chandru stayed back on purpose, just to irritate me (he did that, all the time…even now). There’s no swear word, I’ve left unused for him – but I’ve now come to understand that he’s kind of immune to those. As Ramya asked me for a glass of water, Chandru announced that he wanted to watch a movie. #$%^&*!!!

Cursing my fate, I went down to get her water. I saw a way out of this, as I passed by the electric switch circuit board. On the way back to the terrace, I silently slipped the main fuse into my pocket. Passing on the water to Ramya, I gave a glance at Chandru signaling him to get out immediately. Maybe guessing that my next step could prove fatal, Chandru bid us a happy goodbye. Bliss!

(I went down to see off Chandru and back on the way up, put the fuse where to it belonged.)

Ramya, too wanted to leave right after – but I held her back, by her hands and hinted that it might rain anytime. It was a sunny day, but then there are certain times when God happens to play God – and that day was one of those times. Amidst the rays of the scorching sun, it drizzled beautifully and in no time, there was a rainbow. Bliss!

Ramya, I’ve composed something for you…and when I thought about you…I could only play on white keys of piano…for strange reasons, I just couldn’t hit on the black keys!” I made my musical move, the one with which I’m good at. With utmost concentration and closed eyes, I played for her a freshly composed tune…Oh! That feeling must say, was divine!

I opened my eyes as I ended the rendition, and found her sitting very close to me – breathing light, smiling bright. By the way she was looking at me; she seemed to be completely floored by my dedication. She told me how good the composition was, how smooth the music was and then she took a trip to her 8th standard stories…but I heard not a word…I was in my own world…I was not even aware, as I leaned forward and kissed her light, face to face.

Looking back now, it seemed to have happened so fluently…as if I was an expert…but must confess, it was my first kiss. 🙂

There was a silence…she looked down for a while, before looking INTO my eyes. I didn’t know what to say, or what to expect from her side.
All kinds of thoughts were running in my mind (of course from all the movies, I had seen till date!!)

*Will she scold me?*
*Will she curse me and leave?*
*Will she stop talking to me?*
And even an optimistic *Will she start a kiss, afresh? Wouldn’t that be a sweet revenge??!!* 🙂

The silence was about to kill me, when I heard myself say “Ramya…”
She replied “Naren…” in an even more feeble voice…

After a deep breath and a silent pause, she continued “Naren, can I have some coffee? Freshly filtered and strong, please…??

Not having expected this (at all), I nodded my head and got her some coffee – just as she had asked for.

She seemed to enjoy her coffee, looking outside the window at the sunny rain…and I heard her whisper… “Thanks“…loud enough for me to hear…

I asked “What?”…

Thanks”, she replied again.

Strange as it was, I asked her…”For the coffee…?

She smiled back at me. Bliss! 🙂

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Note: This is the translation of the 5th chapter of the book, Ranam Sugam. Story was originally written by Shammeer in Tamil, as a third person narrative. I present it here, from Naren’s point of view.

 
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Posted by on April 19, 2010 in I~do~such~things, Stories

 

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Coming soon…

This is the first music album (any language) that I’ve got involved myself in. Not musically, not technically…just a few play of words though…This is a Tamil Book-Isai (Novel cum Music Album)! 🙂

More on this to come, in the near future!! 🙂

For now you can check the below links:

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Posted by on April 15, 2010 in I~do~such~things, poetry, Stories

 

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