Inspiration.

Inspiration can come from anywhere. But I do believe that you have to have an open mind to be truly inspired.

I realised something the other day and that was that I haven't written a new song, a completed one with lyrics and melody in about a year and a half. The scary thought that firstly enters my mind is that this was about the same time that I started my old job. Is it coincidental or am I just looking a bit too much into this?

I know that being in the environment that you are in and also who you associate with can make you who you are. Your mood, perception and your whole personality can be affected by these. Is it also a coincidence that when I was in college or when i was working in a record shop and a gig venue, I would constantly be writing all the time? So being in a working environment where in the nicest possible way, most of the people are robots-what do you do? Can you be inspired by robots? I don't think so. But the problem is that no matter who I am around, I ALWAYS give people a chance to get to know them, to try and get to know the person they are inside. Unfortunately that is when you sometimes discover that there is no person inside. This can be quite frightening. Think about it, you think to yourself  "I wonder what they are outside of work?"

And then you discover they are nothing. It is kind of like looking at a totally empty canvass and having no paintbrushes available.

Now like I said, having an open mind is very important in life. But I've discovered in the past 18 months or so that even when people are empty, narrow minded, have no personality, no morals, are robotic and the only visible aspect of their character that you actually see is when they are kissing backsides and that is it. They will ALWAYS be like that. No matter what happens in life, that is all that they will ever be. There could be paintbrushes available-you could give them all the paint brushes in the world but they will always be the same. Sometimes narrow minded people will forever remain just that and it is a horrible thought. That some people are beyond saving and in some cases, don't even deserve to be saved.

A breath of fresh air, an open mind. It sounds so simple. But sometimes it can be so difficult to get.

But for me, not anymore.

Succeed or Fail

You always hear people when they see someone better off then they are say something along the lines of "He's so lucky, he has everything. A beautiful woman, a nice house and car, a great job. I wish I was him".

etc etc etc...

And going back to what I have previously stated before that you have to be some kind of a jerk and an idiot to get ahead in life, to get the things you want. You have to treat girls like shit to get them in the first place.

etc etc etc...

I wanted to state a point in relation to all that and that is that there are some people that no matter how talented and hardworking they are-they have some kind of self destruct thing inside them that stops them from succeeding in life. I think that there are people with just a load of self destruct buttons inside them that they maybe subconsciously press all the time and that they are always doomed to fail or worse. And if they do somehow succeed then it's something that they can't handle Whether they feel like they don't deserve it or it's something else, I don't know but just look at all the famous people who end up going half insane or even worse because of succeeding in whatever it is that they do. It might be because they can't handle the fame or it could be something more deeper than that.

When I was in school, one of the subjects I chose to do was Business Studies. Not that I cared for the actual subject, I only did it because I knew that in some lessons you got to go out during lesson time to do market research. When I left school, my Business Studies tutor Mr Wilson signed my leaving book and wrote "Don't let yourself down. You deserve to succeed".

Sometimes I think that I press self destruct buttons too. Sometimes, I don't believe that it's true and I will become a better person. I really don't honestly know what to believe at the minute but I might find out which way life is going to go in the next few months or so.

How to "chat up" a beautiful rich girl

I read an article in the paper the other day and it was about the beautiful Emma Watson not being "able to find a man". She believed that men were intimidated by her wealth, success etc.

However, the article really made me laugh as it did seem like she didn't understand exactly HOW people should approach her. For example, if I saw her in a bar, assuming there wasn't already 100 guys around her, assuming 100 guys that day hadn't already tried to speak to her using whatever chat up lines they had practised on "lesser" women throughout their whole lives, assuming that she wasn't sick of the fact that 100s of guys that day had failed to measure up to whatever it is that she might actually want, assuming she didn't have 100 bodyguards around, assuming I went up to her after all this and said "Hi, my name is Mukesh"-she would most probably be like "your name is what now?"-"Mukesh. Yes Mukesh. M-u-k-e-s-h. It means love and freedom apparently"-"interesting, well my name is Em..-"I know what your name is, I know who you are. I'd offer to buy you a drink but you seem to have dollars currently oozing out of your ears and nose so you probably don't need me to buy you one. I haven't even seen any of the Harry Potter films as when I tried watching some of the first one I fell asleep but you're one of the most beautiful women in the world and I really want to stroke your face."

Not that I would actually say that unless I was feeling mighty bold. Granted, maybe there isn't a person in the world that would have said this to her and there could well be a chance that she hasn't met someone called Mukesh before. But what would she see and want with an average Shmuck like me?? The answer to that is-nothing. I'm not the handsomest of men, I don't really have too much going for me apart from a frigging sparkling personality but I have no money, not a great job, pretty much nothing to measure up to the dizzy heights of being a huge film star and being in the papers/magazines everyday.

Last year when I went to see Norah Jones play where I used to work, I went into the pub after the gig and the landlord there who I've known for several years was happy to let me stay after hours and then a crew member who I also knew told me that Norah would be leaving the building soon if I wanted to meet her. I was like "HELL YES".

It was strange, I went outside with a poster my friend had found in the ladies. There wasn't that many people there and as soon as I went outside someone who was I assume was a roadie of hers said "Yeah? What do you want?" "FRESH AIR" I replied pushing past him. Then I waited a few minutes with him glaring at me really thinking that he was going to shoot me. Then out comes Norah with a bodyguard who I'm pretty sure I could've taken. The first words out of his mouth were "Yeah? What do you want?" This time I didn't even bother with a reply to him. I had replied to one jackass already and didn't want to waste my time with another one not now the lovely Norah was stood in front of me.

The conversation was quite a simple one at first. (Her speaking voice is as lovely as her singing voice). It was a simple "hello" to each other. Then "Great show Norah." "Thanks, you want me to sign that?" Yes please, I found it in the toilet" "eeuuuwwww, you found it in the toilet??" "Well not IN the toilet,but you know-in the toilet" She then laughed (Her laugh is as good as her speaking voice which is as good as her singing voice as mentioned) and she said "alright, cool" signing my poster-whilst may I add-looking into my eyes.

Then the stupid idiot bodyguard took her away "OK, that's enough." What an idiot he was. Anyway, I went back in the pub where the rest of her band were sitting down having a drink. Then Norah walks in, gets a drink and sits with them about 6 feet away from me. Her and her band members were engrossed in conversation so I really didn't want to interrupt. I'd had my moment with her.

Another Time was when I was working a Paul Weller gig and I served Rachel Blanchard who looked as she always does, so stunning. I noticed nobody was serving her so went over and asked what she wanted-vodka lemonade. She tipped me £1. About half an hour later, she returned to the bar. "Same again??" I asked. "You remember? Yes please." She then tipped me £1 again and that was it. Never saw her again.

So it's not a question of why Emma Watson can't find a man, it's more of a question of what the hell is the point in even trying?? It is way too difficult for average shmucks like me not to just get a chance, but to even have a normal conversation. The price of fame dear Emma Watson.

But, if I could just get 15 minutes alone with her-I'm pretty sure I could win her over.

The list

I will still be writing on this blog as well as the following one now:-

http://mukesh-dhimar.blogspot.com/

both make for interesting reading.

The world didn't end

So just over 2 weeks ago, the world didn't end as predicted. I have to say it was actually slightly disappointing.

Although, there was supposed to be a thing where if the world DID end, then there would be about 159 days of hell on earth. I have to say, sometimes when I am in work it actually does feel like the world did end and that I am in hell. Oh well, another 143 days of that to go.

It did make me laugh to read that thousands of people gave away their possesions in an act of goodwill hoping to be part of the 2% of people that the preacher Harold Camping who gave us this prediction said would get into heaven. These people would be "eternally alive" though I am sure that a lot of people would argue that this would be hell in itself. Some people quit their jobs to become "ambassadors" to go driving around to declare to everyone that "The end of the world is nigh"

Now before this prediction was made, I even asked the question itself whether the world was going to end soon but I didn't do anything different and wasn't worried that it might actually happen. It seems like these kind of predictions happen when there are times of uncertainty and when there is a lot of crisis in the world. Though major occurrences have happened, these kind of things seem to happen all the time.

I saw an amazing episode of The Simpsons (strangely, I've only ever seen this episode once) where after watching a film, Homer Simpson believes that the rapture is coming. He then starts to gather books to get more information (one book being "The rapture for dummies") and then goes on TV to spread the word. He quotes a message from the bible. A message saying that before the rapture happens "the stars will fall to the earth". Later, a blimp that is filled with celebrities, has an accident and causes the "stars" on board to fall to the earth. So of course, people believe him and he gets on a bus with them all and goes to Springfield Mesa. Is the rapture going to happen??.....................No. Everyone in town then gets annoyed and go back home, a few taking the mickey out of Homer who goes home himself and then realises that he miscalculated and that the rapture is in 30 minutes. Nobody believes him so he ends up going alone to Springfield Mesa and then the rapture actually does occur. After entering heaven and getting a personal tour, he asks what happened to his family and sees that there is hell on earth and his family are burning. So after having a natter with God who denies Homers' request to save his family, Homer ironically starts to raise hell in heaven. God then decides to make a deal with him and telle him that He will turn back time and put off the rapture. So Homer gets sent back to earth and then you see him rushing to find his favourite place to see if it is still there. It is. He goes into his local tavern and quotes "this is Heaven".

So the world not ending has given me the chance to do a list that I thought of just after my birthday over 2 months ago. I'm hoping to do a list that I wrote of "30 things to do before I am 30" in a bid to improve my life and also to make me feel better about myself. I am going to start another blog that will be me doing the things on the list-like a diary or something along those lines. I will post the link at the end of this post soon when I have started it.

It'll be just my luck that I'll be halfway through the list and then the rapture will occur.

Purifying the soul

When you are young, you have dreams of what you want to be when you grow up. Be it a rock star, an actor, a doctor, an astronaut, a footballer or a plumber (money is supposed to be good in plumbing). But as we grow up, things tend to happen where you just kind of lose your direction and end up doing something that isn't even related to what you wanted to do in the first place. Not to everyone-just most people. Why would this be? Probably because you slowly start realising how difficult it is to achieve those dreams and then that's when life can start getting to you.

There is always someone-at least someone who will always tell you that what you're doing is wrong. In my case, it was most of my family, the careers teacher in school and random strangers that couldn't care less about their own lives nevermind someone elses'.

When I left school, all I wanted to do was play my guitar. I applied for the music course at the closest college there was to me. They rejected me as I was so bad on the guitar-I didn't even know what I was doing when I auditioned, I just thought, "I have a guitar, I'll get through". I ended up doing a BTEC 1st course in which I did Drama, Music and Dance-I couldn't dance to save my life and ended up avoiding as many of those classes as I could. Drama wise, I realised that I happened to be very good at it and later chose it as my main course figuring that I could always play my guitar at home and also hated the theory side of music. I stayed in college for 5 years, knowing that once I left, I would get a "normal" job and didn't want my ambitions of becoming an actor/musician fade. Also, as much as the people doing Performing Arts annoyed me, I still had a little respect for most them in some ways. The fact that they were performing artists-not just regular working stiffs that were just doing any jobs they could get-yet. Even though it is really difficult to get a job these days with the way the current economy is, when you do get a job, it is really easy to get used to it and go from one job to the next, plodding along. They had ambitions like me too and I suppose that is one thing I could connect with at the time-but in every other way, I really disliked most of them. They were all so needlessly loud and annoying. I suppose the majority of Performing Arts students would be wouldn't they??

Anyway, it seems the older most people get, the less enthusiastic about life they also get. You can almost physically see the soul being drained from some people as the days go by. I am going to try and tell you that this shouldn't be the case.

First of all, I don't agree with the saying "Life begins at 40". It really doesn't. It begins the second you were born. You're not in control of it at first of course, but as you grow up, you begin to make decisions in your life. A lot of them will be wrong and this is a good thing as it is all part of a learning experience. The only thing I find people (including myself) doing is making the same mistakes.

Also, I find that people end up getting into relationships. Whether they really like the person or not, it is something to do with their lives. Sometimes people just kid themselves that the person they are with is the one. Forgetting that they haven't even met 99.9 % of the population. There is a whole world out there to explore.

I suppose that every decision you make is related to how you have lived your life, your upbringing and the way you are currently feeling. For example, some people don't know why they are racist. They will just hate others and not know why. But I think that it must be deeper than that and that maybe they had a bad experience or read/heard that somebody else had a bad experience of that particular race/colour/creed and maybe subconsciously they keep that stored for the rest of their lives. Might sound a bit crazy but it could be a possibility but this can all change.

A lot of people seem to spend their lives moaning about how they want to change certain aspect of their lives or moaning about their partners, jobs etc but not many people actually do something about it to change it all. So why moan?

Do things to make your life better. Your life is in your hands, the decisions you make now don't have to be related to the past in any way.

Inspire people. Be inspired yourself.

Sluts, Pimps and Music

It's common knowledge to the people that are close to me that on most days, I really can't stand getting the bus to work. A lot of the times they are dirty and messy and while I can put up with this, it is mostly the people that are on it that annoy the hell out of me. The people who have their ipods, mp3 players and once someone actually bought a full blown stereo on the bus and had it on VERY loud. Bus drivers don't care and as much as I believe in self expression, it is not the way to go with certain music.

I was sat towards the back of the but the other day and a couple of girls were singing along to a song by Jesse J. It's called "Do it like a dude" and some of the lyrics these girls (they were about 14 years of age) were singing were "Rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' money like a pimp, My B I T C H's on my dick like this, Dirty dirty dirty dirty dirty dirty sucker, You think I can't get her like you, you motherfucker."

What on Earth??

It reminded me a few years ago when a pop group called "The black eyed peas" had a song out called "My humps" and I remember then too that 2 girls were singing to this with some of the lyrics being "My humps, my humps (repeated a few times), my lovely lady lumps." These girls were also about 14 years old at the time-if that. Their humps weren't even fully grown as of yet.

I see a countless number of newspapers and magazines with pictures of whores like Rhianna and Katy Perry along with the ones mentioned above as well as others sexualising music and totally degrading the word "music". Everybody, even these musical "artists" know that the record companies are mostly targeting young audiences with pornographic lyrics, images and videos to simply make money. Rhianna made it onto the cover of Vogue magazine. Why?? Because of money. She wrote a song with lyrics saying "sticks and stones may break my bones but whips and chains excite me". This is coming from a woman who was beat up by her ex boyfriend.

I really wish music was just music and not people whoring themselves.

A lot of the children and very young adults that get drawn into this know very little about sex (or music) as much as they might pretend to know. To some, all they know is that the song is rude and they get their jollies by singing it aloud because they know the words are prohibited. Girls will dress up as their idols whilst still at a very vunerable age and this kind of thing can just be plain dangerous. Girls will act like sex objects and then guys will treat them like sex objects. I have seen girls wear tops that say "Slut" and "Whore" on them. Do they really want to be known as these words??

So who is to blame for all this?? Parents, the music industry, the artists themselves or just society in general?? Kids aren't even kids anymore now. They are growing up too fast with younger and younger people having sex and making babies. Young girls worrying about being overweight and impressing the boys by wearing make up from primary school age. Boys themselves not really caring about anything but bragging about how many girls they have slept with.

Why? What has actually happened?