Wednesday, March 09, 2005

Emily, I finally found her

Back in the days when I was still single I used to listen to lots of music. When I say lots, I mean getting-up-in-the-morning-and-turning-on-the-music-before-brushing-my-teeth kind of lots. It would not be wrong to suggest that I lived on music. I breathed music. In those good old days when public file sharing was still a relatively unpopular phenomenon in India and such websites had not yet been shut down, I downloaded a huge amount of music. And, boy, did I experiment! I started with your popular music (Summer of 69, Hotel California and what not), but jumped from genre to genre with a frequency which, if genres were women, would have made Don Juan look like the most fidel man. However, even when I switched genres, I always maintained a list of favourites. Many groups and individual musicians have featured on my list of favourites.
  1. Led Zeppelin (terrific music, Jimmy Page is untouchable and they sang naughty lyrics with complete rocker sincerity -- ooh, babby, baby, you look good enough to eat from Candy store rock, with an amazing lead intro by Pageji)
  2. Jethro Tull (what a talented bunch of weirdos!!)
  3. Doors (oh, that voice, that dripping-with-lust-yet-detached-from-everything voice).
  4. Beatles (they are not all glazed-choco-love-donut-dipped-in-yet-more-love, have you heard Taxman?)
  5. Stevie Ray Vaughan (OK, Pageji was great, but this guy came very close and if you doubt me, go check his version of Voodoo Chile).
  6. Bob Dylan (he went off the list quite early -- he is music's equivalent of Ayn Rand, everyone goes through a phase where they identify with everything he says).
  7. Eagles (they had the smoothest voices around, I mean have you heard them mouth Raven hair, ruby lips...?)
  8. Dire Straits (how much talent could one person have? Why him???)
  9. Paul Simon. Please note that I mention Paul Simon, and not Simon and Garfunkel. Art Garfunkel had a lovely voice, impeccable, and with a great tone, but Paul Simon provided soul to their music through his poetry.
Now we take a detour. As I mentioned earlier, I breathed music and sports at that time. Inexplicably to me, I just couldn't find a girlfriend (I know, I know, hindsight is clear as freshly wiped windshield). Furthermore, I was tongue-tied in front of women. I mean I just could not open my mouth (I still can't, but now it is because I am married). A combination of my loneliness and the beauty of Paul Simon's lyrics made For Emily, wherever I may find her seem like it was written just with my life in mind. I was in complete awe of the lyrics, not to mention the flowing melody.

What a dream I had
Pressed in organdy
Clothed in crinoline of smoky Burgundy
Softer than the rain
I wandered empty streets down
Passed the shop displays
I heard cathedral bells
Tripping down the alley ways
As I walked on

And when you ran to me
Your cheeks flushed with the night
We walked on frosted fields of juniper and lamp-light
I held your hand
And when I awoke and felt you warm and near
I kissed your honey hair with my grateful tears
Oh I love you girl
Oh I love you

I also wanted someone who I could love with such complete devotion and who would validate my existence to such an extent that I would also kiss her hair with my grateful tears. I gave the future girl of my dreams a sobriquet - Emily. Someday I was going to find her...

I did. And when I did she was everything that Paul's lyrics say, and more. For her, I gave up things that would have seemed extremely precious to others. And I have never regretted doing that ever. This was my Emily -- I had finally found her. This is what she looks like. And she's married to me now.


At 3:15 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

hey cool :P nice blog just passing.

At 3:32 AM, Blogger Anurag said...

Show yourself, anonymous. :)

At 9:26 AM, Blogger Senthil said...

Holy mother of GOD!

The above exclamation encompasses my observation of the following points:

(a) You have listened to a LOT of music

(b) That is a hell of a post... amazing stuff. You just gave me another huge IC...

(c) Fandoo photograph. Another beer, and this time you give me fundas on photography.

At 9:28 AM, Blogger Senthil said...

Oh, I just noticed the right side of the window. Merci, Merci beaucoup! I shall now try and post, and hopefully I shall give uniform satisfaction.

At 11:52 AM, Blogger eM said...

Excellent post :) I'm going to quickly-quickly download the song! Great pic too, btw

At 7:34 PM, Blogger Anurag said...


Thanks for the flattery, dude. If you promise me a beer for everything you want to learn, I will pick up new things to teach you. :)) In short, the ale does not fail. Keep posting more, Senthil, I like your style of writing. BTW, I scored 87% on the nerd quotient (good enough to apply for MIT, according to the website). :((


What blasphemy! You haven't heard For Emily, wherever I may find her!!! I hope you get to download it. There is a whole list I can give you of Paul Simon recommendations. In fact, I will:

For Emily...
Cathy's song
Dangling conversation
Old friends
The only living boy in New York
El Condor Pasa
Bye bye love (great guitaring)

What the hell! Why don't you just by the double CD album called Tales from New York? You'll thank me for it.

At 11:34 PM, Blogger eM said...

Fine, fine.. so I'm bit of a musical retard... I'm still a nice person :)

At 12:43 AM, Blogger Manish Bhatt said...

My story reflects yours. With music and life. And yeah, I found my Emily too. Cheers to that.

At 7:24 PM, Blogger Anurag said...

Hey Manish,

Here's to Led Zep. And our respective Emilies. :))


At 10:24 AM, Blogger Satya said...

hey man
you missed out lynyrd skynyrd
and blue oyster cult
and the who
and deep purple
and cream
and a gazillion other bands

At 8:47 PM, Blogger Dilip D'Souza said...

Anurag, been meaning to tell you for a long time, that's a simply lovely picture of your wife.

Paul Simon: wonderful musician, though I sometimes think he flowered musically after splitting with Garfunkel. HAve you heard "Late in the Evening" from "One Trick Pony"? Or "Diamonds on the Soles of her Shoes" from "Graceland"?

I saw S&G playing in 1983 (two years after Central Park, they did a tour together) near Boston: what a fine concert.

At 9:18 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

honey hair.. heh. nice blog.

At 9:07 AM, Blogger m. said...

I was looking for that photograph of the stacked glasses that I love so much, so I was digging through your archives. I'd never seen this post before, which rather surprises me.

Beautiful :) Did I tell you you guys are one of my favourite note-to-self examples of a Cool Couple? :)


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