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I write to learn better

Tum Badal Gaye – Ankur Tiwari

Nowadays, it kills me to write.

I am so worked up throughout the week that I hardly have time to ponder over, unplug, tinker ideas and even to read that I somehow fear my creativity muscle is going through a ridiculous atrophy.

Stupid questions like — what for? why is it necessary for you to fucking suffer and push the fuck out of yourself to write? is it even worth it? How is writing helping you become a better person, live a better life? Are you even asking yourself right questions when it comes to your seemingly over-emphasized literary indulgence? Do you seriously give a fuck? Are your materials any good? Have you been improving? Are you even growing at all? Has your taste in nitpicking words, orchestrate ideas and write sentences and paragraphs polished? Are you seriously in love with a pain and the hope these blank screen renders? Why the fattest fuck on earth do you even write?

Because for sure, writing is not easy.

And, writing is neither sexy or anywhere close to being flamboyantly interesting.

It’s absolutely a fucking hemorrhoid in the ass.

Despite, seriously, I don’t have a one answer to explain my habituated writing kata but what I know for real is whenever I’ve been alone all by myself, just to write — I love being in this side of life! I write to live at peace, live full, learn better. I write to grow.

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Bhaitika (Last Part)

Starting this year, Sabu’s bhaitikaing!

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Bhaitika (Part I)

An ode to our family – Our only sister

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Spotifying Musicpervs #2

This time around, It’s a festive season here in Nepal.

And, I’d like to wish all Musicpervs well-wishers my best!

Open in Spotify

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Distances Matter

Tore Bojsten – Far From Home

When we first met in the airport after 4 years. I will never forget how she and I hugged each other. And how effortlessly, she sobbed from the deepest of her core.

Without a shred of doubt, there, she shed her most awaited tears of joy; there, she hugged — her most mattered faces on the planet, there, she unburdened her heavy, longing, aching heart, there, her wrecked soul was green and blue, flying free, there, her eyes were calmly watery, there she found a rest for her beaten bones, there… there she found herself.

She was home!

And, yeah, who the fuck said, distance doesn’t matter?

Because. Actually right distances matter!

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For Her

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aU_wmXxPkGU
Are You Still in Love – Christian Carcamo

For her!

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One day at a time

MARO – Still Feel it all

To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time

– Robert Herrick – 1591-1674

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
   Old Time is still a-flying;
And this same flower that smiles today
   Tomorrow will be dying.

For quite sometime now, I’ve been living with a maxim, one day at a time. Sure, there are plenty of hard core narratives thrown around this synonymous sentiment as simple as “Carpe Diem!”  — A latin aphorism which means, “Seize the day”. Well, honestly, it’s quite sad that I’ve also seen remarkably fucked up selfies and poses on social media with captions this profound. Perhaps they were feeling it, but Fuck them all, with capital F.

In the same token, as Robin williams put it, “We are foods for worms lads…” in his remarkable movie, Dead Poet Society or as Carl Sagan explained to us about our infinitesimal identity as little as the size of a dust mote in his best humanity speech here — I confront that every single day after the earthquake of 25th April, 2015, I’ve tried my best to fully invest my time and energy for things that only mattered to me. Work. People. Hobbies. Books. Youtube. Every shit.

Colin wright in his book, Act accordingly writes,

“YOU HAVE EXACTLY ONE LIFE in which to do everything you will ever do. Act accordingly.”

Excerpt From: Wright, Colin. “Act Accordingly.”

See truth is, in the world of abundance where we exist today. With abundance of information. Abundance of distractions. Abundance of connections. Abundance of addiction. Abundance of choices — in this chaotic movie of collective life ecosystem, one way or perhaps the only way to reclaim and enrich our individual life, in a broad scheme of things is to just get rid of the excess. Decrease options per se! Because, what I’ve realised personally is that when you do this more and more — this process of deliberate seclusion and elimination, in the words of Matthwe McConaughey, “… you’d have accidently. Almost innocently put in front of you what is important to you.”

This dashain, one thing I tried to make sure is that i reach out to my best people. And now you know who you are and who you are not!

One day at a time.

The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun,
The higher he’s a-getting,
The sooner will his race be run,
And nearer he’s to setting.
That age is best which is the first,
When youth and blood are warmer;
But being spent, the worse, and worst
Times still succeed the former.
Then be not coy, but use your time,
And while ye may, go marry;
For having lost but once your prime,
You may forever tarry.

Finally, pondering…

“Once you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, no matter how improbable, must be the truth. ~ Sherlock Holmes”

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