I'm Down like Your Internet Connection

I think MIA is awesome. I mean she came, she conquered and she is suddenly Missing In Action, probably flying off to some exotic places on her paper planes. But, from what I hear she is coming back with a new album and I am super excited about it. And take this, one of her songs is actually called "I'm down like your internet connection". Wow. She came up with the song while she was on the phone with a customer service person trying to get her internet fixed. And viola, she has her next song. I think that's cool. Wish I could get inspired just like that.

So even I have problems with my internet. In fact just yesterday me and my room mates were dying with our brand new connection. So we spoke to 2334093583048 different customer care reps and I had to watch my room mate S no. 2 as she struggled with experimentation. Pulling plugs out, plugging them in different sockets, praying, abusing. Yeah all the jazz. But what did I get out of that episode? Nothing. I just was hungry and decided to deal with our ill fated luck. So we ate and watched some Ugly Betty. Yeah that is the day we deal. With some grub and some eye candy.

But I need some inspiration. But everywhere I look there is only destruction and dandy-ness. By destruction I mean the natural disasters, the terrorists attention seeking methods, the missing and dead children. By dandy-ness I mean all those people raking in so much money that they can't count, such a large amount that it is a small country's yearly budget. They are laughing, wearing fancy clothes and only living the good life. Hmm. So everyone gets inspired by these things. But that's easy. Is it wrong that I get inspired by the one liners my colleague comes up with in the middle of brainstorming sessions. Or by the gum that gets stuck to my 100 rupee Rocksters. Or by the strands of hair I see on my bedroom floor despite sweeping the room 20 seconds ago. Does that make me weird???

No I don't think it's weird. Just means that the small things in life are worth mentioning. Make an effort to remember the one hit wonders...remember and appreciate the indi and smaller artists like you do the big platinum selling ones. After all they are all musicians.

Maybe we fail to notice the small things in life because we are too caught up with the bigger or the shinier things. It's just human nature. But it makes me question what we really are. Do we really care about what is happening in Haiti or are we most concerned with sexy George Clooney, Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie's donation giving spree. Perhaps. But we aren't that heartless either. But we cannot deny the fact that our idea of humanity has shifted.

We keep crying about all the dying, murdered and beaten Indians in Australia but its happening here in India to Indians as well. hmm..I think I always bring this up...scratch that...

So we love Beyonce but dude Estelle is awesome too. I like Nirvana but what about Sublime. You love (I love) Lady Gaga but have you heard Santo Gold? Didn't think so. Face it. Most of you are music racists. Yes you read me right.

It's not only about the big and small.

It's not about what we do to help fight against all the evils, all the wrong doings, all the bad. It's about spreading the word and being aware. And yes we are a very aware generation. But is that enough?

Maybe..maybe not..but I think its important to give importance to the big and small things in your life..whats the point of saving the whales when your own human relationships are failing.
Whats the point of being humble and kind towards dogs when your behavior towards your fellow mortals is despicable. Whats the point of wearing fancy clothes when you keep throwing the wrappers to all your anti aging creams on the streets. Whats the point of saying you love punk music when you don't even know Sublime. Whats the point of appreciating urban music when you classify Eminem as the father of hip hop?

Clean your act up. Personally. Professionally. Humanitarianlly. Musically. The world is counting on you. Not to just fix the internet but to be an active and decent member of society.

But as Greenday says,

Do you know what's worth fighting for?
When it's not worth dying for?
Does it take your breath away
And you feel yourself suffocating?

Does the pain weigh out the pride?
And you look for a place to hide?
Did someone break your heart inside?
You're in ruins

We all are in ruins. But at the end of the tunnel there is day light for sure. I know there is. Don't ask me how.

Btw. Speaking of missing in action, does anyone know what happened to Shania Twain or Vanilla Ice? I miss them.