Need some earwax..got any??

On some blessed days, its always a pleasure to arise from blissful sleep by a beautiful song or a bird chirping on a tree outside the window.. Luckily for Satan, not all days go down into our diaries as blessed days.. There are times when Satan sharpens his teeth, files his nails, services his horns and gets all set to poke, prick and jerk civilization out of its pants..

For instance, my life here in this peaceful neighbourhood is heaven.. i mean, i've got to admit that i've got it all.. pink flowers outside the window, flowers in a vase on the window-sill, flowers on my desktop and the mousepad..why..there r flowers even on the bathroom tiles for crying out loud!! so in one quick glance, it certainly looks like a full-bloomed life.. if yesterday had ten buds, today has ten blossoms.. and the vase gets its re-fill of water everyday.. so u get the idea?..its not just limited to the flowers though..

so here i am..leading a happy life..wondering where a bunch of flowers will pop up next.. this was when i came across a guy called Satan.. amazing fellow really.. to tell u the truth, he's this guy whom we can all thank for a couple of things..
it seems the whole idea of festival-loudspeakers was his.. can u believe it? of course, one can expect it to be, naturally, for the sheer brainpower that lives inside his head..
( hey..by the way, were those things 'horns'??.. no..can't be.. i must seriously stop imagining things! too much of flowers i guess..)

anyway, horns or no horns, i've got exams these days.. and whoa!! the temple festival is here!! so whaddya know.. how much more lucky can i get than living in a house near a temple where the festival is on.. could God get any happier than this and bless people even more?? looks like all the pieces of my life r falling right into place.. yippee!!

And then, i saw it.. they came and put up a big black box right outside my window facing the street.. it was a loudspeaker, one of satan's own, no doubt.. the electronics engineer that i am(..!??!..), i immediately took to satan and admired him endlessly..


i remember how it used to be earlier.. if it was a festival at the temple, there would be music concerts by professional singers, dance performances and the day would start with a famous record by a famous singer.. it all fitted.. it built up an air of soothing peace, calm and devotion.. and now, here cometh satan's invention.. ready to make a difference..

It was barely 4 a.m in the morning.. i was grossly disturbed from my flowery dream and jumped out of bed in shock.. i heard a man yelling for redemption from a life-threatening peril!! In other words, i thought his ass was on fire and half-roasted already.. his voice was horror struck..and he seemed to be calling out for help to atleast a hundred gods..

i ran around frantically, trying to locate the scream.. it turned out to be the black box eventually..and this was supposedly music, the food for love..so.. Satan was off his mark then.. attaboy!!

..and along with the big bad black box came new songs.. new artistes.. new kinds of music.. pop, jazz, punk rock, heavy metal.. soon hybrid genres would gate-crash in..Bhakti-Rock, anyone? How abt Raaga-Rap??

It seems Satan kinda opened up opportunities to the unemployed to eke out a living, rather than keeping them at home, swatting flies, mosquitoes (and other winged insects that do not have any particular attraction to flowers!!)..
So now we have a whole new battalion of singing voices, all praising a God in different voices, different tones, different pitches, but uniformly lacking in grace.. diversity in unity..hehe.. that when u hear it through a loudspeaker, u would actually forget what a flower looked like and how sweet the smell was when it wafted into your soul.. instead u would have this picture of an unholy mixture of false artistes, straining their throats for money in a glory-hunting demeanour.. Obviously, whoever vilified empty-vessels hadn't even heard (of) a loudspeaker!!

Once upon a time, people said that God was all-forgiving..well, looks like they'd rather believe that he's all for giving...the way they place demands before God is disgruntling to say the least!!
With satan's loudspeakers and a new class of contract-employed nuisances of musicians, they're all calling out to a God loud enough for him to hear them in a parallel universe.. one day, he's gonna have to come down Himself and ask these fellows to tone it down so that he can do his work of running the universe in concentration..
so that the boy living in a house behind a black box can get back to his work as well.. so that flowers once again bloom..at the right time and right season..and the good ol' bathroom tiles sparkle with floral charm..