Derelict Opeth!

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By Neeraj Shinde
Bangalore, India

Well well well! Let me explain this. It was only until last week that I was hooked up with Watershed, I felt like having more and more and more of Opeth. Until then they were derelict from my sight if not due to lack of opportunity but rather ignorance or may be prejudices.

Dynamically shifts in the music, unexpected twists in the sequences and riffs is something that I had never ever expected from a death metal band. Expected - not at the negative end but this is surprisingly pleasant to have. I love their progression in Porcelain Heart and ofcourse Derelict Herds - that seems to be on the sad note.

Clear Vocals is another feature that adds a feather in their hat and again that something I love to get from a death metal band. And that's why I classify Opeth in a different class from Deicide and Morbid angel.

Now I am hooked up to their 2001 release - Blackwater Park. I hate to evaluate their work in such a reverse direction but it doesn't matter a damn when I get to listen to their variations and more variations in almost every track I come accross. Let me go ahead and evaluate their discography and I would decide whether to increment their fan-list counter or not.

I'm also hooked up to ever inspiring Pearl Jam these days. Nonetheless, Slipknot, Biohazard and Airbourne are next.

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Bachelor yet not single

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By Neeraj Shinde
Bangalore, India
http://shindeneeraj.blogspot.com/


Fifteen minutes past Eight in the evening and we still had some forty five minutes for our train. Our wait began as we sat on the bench on the railway platform. There were a few people around waiting for the next train and we felt lucky enough to catch hold of an empty seat. The memories of the day were enchanting us. Probably, this would have been the best day of my life.

We left a sigh of relief as this soothed our weary legs. It wasn't that unusual to expect a mild rush in a local train heading towards Mumbai on a lovely Saturday evening at this part of the time. But what really haunted me was that if the train was gonna arrive in time. The toughest part would have been if this one gets cancelled. And we really had no clues of when the next train was about to arrive.

The crowd on the railway platform gradually started increasing as the minute hand of my watch headed towards twelve. I looked at her anxiously as she gave me a soothing smile. It was exhilarating to see her smiling after a scary, long walk in the midst of the dark night on the lonely streets that headed us towards the railway station. I was feeling the warmth of the faith she was bestowing in me. Apparently, she held my hand and her eyes did all the talking.

The train arrived in time and we squeezed ourselves into one of the general compartments. It was sparingly crowded but we managed to get a window seat - something for which the whole of the city longs for for most part of the week. Nevermind, thats a matter of luck. We were surrounded by a few stares from the male crowd as she peacefully rested her head on my right shoulder. This being a general compartment, it was mostly populated by male commuters with hardly a couple of females seated next to us.

I looked outside the window and it gave me a mysterious view of the night. It was pitch dark with some far off lights glittering like small yet precious diamonds. I moved my eyes towards her, she was sleeping peacefully. Her face still had a sparkling smile - smile that was filled with trust and love. Hardly bothered of the worldly issues and worries. She knew she was resting on a shoulder that is strong enough to support her, protect her and care - for the rest of her life! That's the beginning of a new relationship!

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Obvious is not obvious!

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This is not my write-up, but I wish to include this in my blog. The writer seems to be anonymous but I am sure he thinks the way I would ever think! A very good moral.

The train has started moving. It is packed with people of all ages, mostly with the working men and women and young college guys and gals. Near the window, seated a old man with his 30 year old son. As the train moves by, the son is overwhelmed with joy as he was thrilled with the scenery outside..

" See dad, the scenery of green trees moving away is very beautiful"

This behavior from a thirty year old son made the other people feel strange about him. Every one started murmuring something or other about this son."This guy seems to be a crack.." newly married Anup whispered to his wife.

Suddenly it started raining... Rain drops fell on the travelers through the opened window. The Thirty year old son , filled with joy " see dad, how beautiful the rain is .."

Anup's wife got irritated with the rain drops spoiling her new suit.

Anup ," cant you see its raining, you old man, if ur son is not feeling well get him soon to a mental asylum..and don't disturb public henceforth"

The old man hesitated first and then in a low tone replied " we are on the way back from hospital, my son got discharged today morning , he was a blind by birth, last week only he got his vision, these rain and nature are new to his eyes.. Please forgive us for the inconvenience caused..."

The things we see may be right from our perspective until we know the truth. But when we know the truth our reaction to that will hurt even us. So try to understand the problem better before taking a harsh action.

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