February 1, 2008

Laryngitis and the Art of Writing

Dear Readers:

I apologize for the rather unusual (?) hiatus in my posting. The year began with a firm resolution that I should write at least two articles per week. It was not meant to be. Forces beyond my control conspired to intervene, and all I could write was a solitary piece for the entire month. Much of the blame lay at the door of a crippling flu, followed by acute laryngitis.

Now, flu, I can understand, but laryngitis? What does it have to do with writing? If I couldn't speak, I should be able to channel all that energy into writing, right? Wrong. At least, that seems to be the way my genes express themselves. I have a question for the docs and the neuro-scientists among my readers — I know that there are at least three. When we formulate our thoughts into words, are the vocal muscles stimulated, even if we didn't speak the words? Well, it looks like the parts of the brain that I use to write my blog posts refuse to function, if they did not receive any feedback from the larynx.

I have started recovering parts of my speech — I can articulate reasonably well, my preference for chocolate, and abhorrence for Himesh Reshammiya's remixes. That should be adequate for prolonging my life. Actually, people around me may have reason to think that if I recovered any more of my vocal faculties, it might interfere with the attempts to prolong their own lives!

After the Lives of Others, Phillip Noyce's Catch a Fire is another impressive movie that I saw recently. Set in the Apartheid era in South Africa, it is based on the true story of Patrick Chamusso (Derek Luke). Patrick was a law abiding, family man, until when he is tranformed into a foot soldier for the African National Congress, by the brutality of the regime, epitomized so well by the cruel head of the South African Police (SAP) unit, Colonel Nic Vos (Tim Robbins). To me, Catch a Fire, as the Lives of Others, is yet another affirmation that no State can indefinitely deny individual freedom and equality before law.

On Monday, NASA will beam into space, the Beatles' song, "Across the Universe".

The occasion is a string of anniversaries: NASA's 50th year in space, the founding 45 years ago of NASA's Deep Space Network of antennae, and not least, the 40th anniversary of the recording of "Across the Universe." Feb. 4 has apparently been declared "Across the Universe Day," and the general public is invited to play the song at the same time (7 pm EST) that it is being beamed into space.

Here's a sampling from the lyrics for the song:

... Sounds of laughter, shades of love, are ringing through my opened ears,
Inciting and inviting me.
Limitless undying love, which shines around me like a million suns,
And calls me on and on across the universe.

Jai guru deva, Om.

Nothing's gonna change my world, ...

What a tribute to John Lennon's gang of four!

1 comment :
  1. I keep telling my professor spouse that his ilk seem to think with their voicebox - I am beginning to suspect that I may have hit upon a nobel prize winning hypothesis there.
    On a serious note, i am sorry to hear about your ailment. You were missed.
    Looking forward to your making up for the absence.


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