Monday, April 21, 2008

ಕೊಲಾಜ್- ಬದುಕಿನ ಬಿಡಿ ಬಿಡಿ ಚಿತ್ರ; ಬದುಕಿನ ಪ್ರೀತಿಯ ಪುಟಗಳಿಂದ

ಸುಸ್ತಾಗಿದೆ.ಹೊಸದೇನಾದರೂ ಬೇಕಿದೆ.ಅದೇ ಬೆಂಗಳೂರು, ಅದೇ ರಸ್ತೆ, ಅದೇ ಓಡಾಟ, ಅದೇ ನಾನು, ಅದೇ ನೀವು, ಅದೇ ಅಕ್ಷರ.ಸಾಕಾಗಿದೆ.ಬರೋಬ್ಬರಿ ಹದಿನೈದು ದಿನಗಳ ವನವಾಸ ಮತ್ತು ಅಜ್ಞಾತವಾಸ.ಮೊಬೈಲಿಗೆ ರಜೆ. ಫೋನಿಗೆ ಸಿಗುವುದಿಲ್ಲ. ಪತ್ರಿಕೆ ಓದುವುದಿಲ್ಲ. ರೇಡಿಯೋ ಕೇಳುವುದಿಲ್ಲ, ಟೀವಿಯ ಸಾಂಗತ್ಯವೇ ಇಲ್ಲ.ಬೆಂಗಳೂರಿನ ಧೂಳು, ಜನ, ಟ್ರಾಫಿಕ್ ಇದೆಲ್ಲದರಿಂದ ಒಂದು ಬ್ರೇಕ್ ಬೇಕಾಗಿದೆ.ಈಗೆ ಆಲೋಚಿಸುತ್ತಿರುವಾಗಲೆ ನನಗೆ ನೇನಪಾಗಿದ್ದುಬಾಲ್ ಡಿಲಾನ್ ಹಾಡು ಮಾತ್ರ:Once upon a time you dressed so fineYou threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"You thought they were all kiddin' youYou used to laugh aboutEverybody that was hangin' outNow you don't talk so loudNow you don't seem so proudAbout having to be scrounging for your next meal.
How does it feelHow does it feelTo be without a homeLike a complete unknownLike a rolling stone?
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss LonelyBut you know you only used to get juiced in itAnd nobody has ever taught you how to live on the streetAnd now you find out you're gonna have to get used to itYou said you'd never compromiseWith the mystery tramp, but now you realizeHe's not selling any alibisAs you stare into the vacuum of his eyesAnd ask him do you want to make a deal?
How does it feelHow does it feelTo be on your ownWith no direction homeLike a complete unknownLike a rolling stone?
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clownsWhen they all come down and did tricks for youYou never understood that it ain't no goodYou shouldn't let other people get your kicks for youYou used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomatWho carried on his shoulder a Siamese catAin't it hard when you discover thatHe really wasn't where it's atAfter he took from you everything he could steal.
How does it feelHow does it feelTo be on your ownWith no direction homeLike a complete unknownLike a rolling stone?
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty peopleThey're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it madeExchanging all kinds of precious gifts and thingsBut you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
How does it feelHow does it feelTo be on your ownWith no direction homeLike a complete unknownLike a rolling stone?ಈ ಹಾಡನ್ನು ಕೇಳಿದ ಮೇಲೆ ನನ್ನ ಹೆಗಲ ಮೇಲೆ ಇರುವ responsibility ನೆನಪಾಯಿತು. ಸ್ವಲ್ಪ ಧ್ಯಾನದತ್ತ ಮುಖಮಾಡಿ ಸುಮ್ಮನಾಗಿ ಬಿಟ್ಟೆ!!!!!ನಮಸ್ಕಾರ.

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