Chapter 1
In the beginning there was nothing. nothing but absolute chaos!
2 pathetic RJ's from radio mirchi (cracking pathetic jokes, advertising the dimensions and facilities of Amanora township, trying to cheer the crowd in marathi where hindi or english was clearly the more common language), a pathetic fashion show promoting products of a local band, a unimpressive music and dance show... in short - it was Hell all around us. darkness everywhere.
But we knew that the lord would test our faith...and the strength of our character ;)
And then after a long wait there was Light!
It was the day we all have been waiting for. We all have walked miles through the dusty road of under construction Amanora township. Pilgrims, in our symbolic blue jeans and black t-shirts. We all queued hours in advance to better our chances of being close to the shrine (read stage). there were guys in their early sixties queuing beside us. No one eyed them with suspicion, no one felt amused by their presence. The lord blessings and his love transcends ages. we all knew that... The call of the divine impresses upon all pure souls and generates the thirst to ... ROCK! that we all knew.
So, (while maintaining proper distance) we welcomed & greeted all men women (n' hot chicks) by exchanging courteous smiles. (except for the chicks, whom we pretended to pay no attention when they were looking at us).
The road to divinity and the ultimate truth of life requires sacrifice**. We were ready! We had fluids and food on the standby. We knew we had to have all the strength we could gather.
Suddenly a helicopter flew by, very low to the ground. We instantly knew time of the essence now. to be more precise, we can't afford to delay our trip to the "restroom" anymore. Otherwise, once the divine ritual starts, It would be all mind over matter from that point onwards.
**(wish we had a dog with us. it would have been so dramatic. perfect mahabharat style)
Chapter 3
...There was Light!
There was a light on the stage. And a figured emerged slowly.
It was all supposed to start at eight. but we all knew time is not a fixed construct. we knew that the lord is never late. we all are just early. So, when the lord decides to descend upon the stage, thats when the clock should strike eight. (we all adjusted our watches accordingly)
A circle of light from the nearby heaven was closely tracing his trajectory. blue jeans. black shirt. we all were on our toes. literally.
and the lord picks up the guitar and approaches the microphone. the big screens projecting his every move.
One Night love affair - he starts the journey with one of his hits. theres no turning back now...
the musical start come to a gradual pause...
the crowd cheers..
"Hello"
cheers continues from random corners ...
"My name is Bryan" - says the man, as if he needs any introduction
the crowd goes wild... we all start to scream his name... he humbly smiled and said
"Here I am, This is me, Theres no where else on earth i'd rather be..."
photographs provided by Swapna
Awesome! This is the best writing I have read on your blog.
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Delete... and these photographs are really good ... Kudos to Swapna ... she's better than the News paper photographers.
ReplyDeleteshe's a prodigious kid. but she fails to realize it. these photographs however were taken by her friends probably
DeleteThe sriking part in this writing is how much you identify yourself with Bryan. Bryan here is not the artiste, but the art, which is a part of you, which to you is light, a cult, a way of life. And when we appreciate art, it crosses all discriminations of age, sex, race, country. We all are one.and to be one with the art, the belief, we need strength…
ReplyDeleteThe writing isn’t about the bryan adams concert alone, its about you, your way of life, your thoughts on destination and being one with the innermost desire..
Did I read too much..maybe yes may be no, but being a reader, I have the freedom. And the reason I shared this with you is the exact same one you shared the writing..in this case to me.