Met Adarsh and Madhu recently at around 6pm on Wednesday. Started with a coffee and a conversation at upahara darshini about Adarsh experiences of finding a girl in Hungary and then about the beautiful place basavnagudi and the we went to the kr park and I showed both of them my guitar skills and then the conversation started about the differences between art and skill, our question was if art and skill are different or the same but we felt both are different but meets each other at certain point then came the question. When, where and how does both of these meet. so we gave a definition for art and skill. Let's say skill is achieving an ability to do certain thing which can't be done easily at the first go and art is something which you have to outdo from what you have done previously and the meeting point is when you reach a point when outdoing or out thinking is easy and vice versa . . one nice example that came up at a later point of discussion that needs a mention is I learn to play a song the listener can listen to the same song played by me again and again and yet be pleased and that's skill but very rarely ll a reader want to read the story written by me or anyone again and again. Adarsh mentioned stories written by Marukami and compared with the one that I wrote recently (under the quotes, proud moment😄), then also came a point where we discussed about creation of stories like how you have to think of new things to get a feel that the material that you are conveying in story is new and appealing to the reader. . So after this visit the quest of finding a new point of imagination or out thinking the previous one continued and here at one point of thinking I reached a thought or a situation or may be story that I felt deserves a mention
I closed my eyes and started imagining, I could imagine a old house the 'henchina mane' that will have opening in the center. If you have visited kavisaila, the auditorium house is the kind of house I imagined. an old lady was sitting in front of me but not seeing me though, I was sitting on a swing, she said "ನಾಗಭೂಷಣಾ ಊಟ ಮಾಡ್ತಿಯೇನೋ" this imagination felt like home. I said yes and the old lady got up and went inside and a voice came from behind sounding very familiar, "she is shanthajji my grandmother" I turned following the voice to see the face and a shocker was waiting for me, the person exactly looked like me. He asked me "you don't seem to be so much scared", I said "why should I it's my imagination" I felt a little different about this way of thinking. I asked him "who are you?" He said "I am Nagabhushan we are the same but in different places". I asked "why was shanthajji not surprised to see both of us here" he told she is blind, "and how is it that you seem to be so prepared to see me, there was no element of surprise in you?", he replied -
"Actually I had foreseen this, I got a strange dream yesterday where I was in the audience seeing yakshagana I was mesmerised by the acting of the lead character I don't know if he knew that I got connected with the character or something, at the end of the play he called me offstage. I went to meet him he was removing his makeup I said hi, he said hello and turned around, he was exactly like me I was shocked and my dream ended I was thinking of the dream again and again and suddenly when you appeared while talking to ajji it was no surprise for me". I felt a little spooky and funny at the same time about this imaginative episode but then thought I will open my eyes. The Nagabhushan out there asked "where are you going?", I said "I am going back" he said "why don't you wait for some more time, are you scared?", "No why should I be scared?" I asked, Nagabhushan replied "no I felt you are getting into some kind of entanglement of interconnected thinking between two individuals who are the same" I replied "yeah some what, but why should I still be scared?", Nagabhushan asked "why are you all about fear and going back?" So I replied "I am not scared I am asking why you are feeling that I am scared, may be you are the one scared I just want to get out and tell this to others" Nagabhushan replied "see how complicated and entangled our talks have become isn't it just like conversing with your self, you Nagabhushan you have made a simple thing complicated but it's fun", Nagabhushan replies "I don't see complication or simplicity here I am seeing an answer for what is better for the quest of knowledge an introspection as in this case or a discussion" the other voice "from what is happening here it appears to me that a discussion is better as it gives light from multiple view points but interesting point is that this introspection that we are having has led to this answer?. .
Yet again an entangled thought, which gives rise to a thinking that amidst the egos all are just or should be curious souls
I typed this a 2am felt a bit scared if there was another Nagabhushan in the room somewhere in the darkness
Nagabhushan
I closed my eyes and started imagining, I could imagine a old house the 'henchina mane' that will have opening in the center. If you have visited kavisaila, the auditorium house is the kind of house I imagined. an old lady was sitting in front of me but not seeing me though, I was sitting on a swing, she said "ನಾಗಭೂಷಣಾ ಊಟ ಮಾಡ್ತಿಯೇನೋ" this imagination felt like home. I said yes and the old lady got up and went inside and a voice came from behind sounding very familiar, "she is shanthajji my grandmother" I turned following the voice to see the face and a shocker was waiting for me, the person exactly looked like me. He asked me "you don't seem to be so much scared", I said "why should I it's my imagination" I felt a little different about this way of thinking. I asked him "who are you?" He said "I am Nagabhushan we are the same but in different places". I asked "why was shanthajji not surprised to see both of us here" he told she is blind, "and how is it that you seem to be so prepared to see me, there was no element of surprise in you?", he replied -
"Actually I had foreseen this, I got a strange dream yesterday where I was in the audience seeing yakshagana I was mesmerised by the acting of the lead character I don't know if he knew that I got connected with the character or something, at the end of the play he called me offstage. I went to meet him he was removing his makeup I said hi, he said hello and turned around, he was exactly like me I was shocked and my dream ended I was thinking of the dream again and again and suddenly when you appeared while talking to ajji it was no surprise for me". I felt a little spooky and funny at the same time about this imaginative episode but then thought I will open my eyes. The Nagabhushan out there asked "where are you going?", I said "I am going back" he said "why don't you wait for some more time, are you scared?", "No why should I be scared?" I asked, Nagabhushan replied "no I felt you are getting into some kind of entanglement of interconnected thinking between two individuals who are the same" I replied "yeah some what, but why should I still be scared?", Nagabhushan asked "why are you all about fear and going back?" So I replied "I am not scared I am asking why you are feeling that I am scared, may be you are the one scared I just want to get out and tell this to others" Nagabhushan replied "see how complicated and entangled our talks have become isn't it just like conversing with your self, you Nagabhushan you have made a simple thing complicated but it's fun", Nagabhushan replies "I don't see complication or simplicity here I am seeing an answer for what is better for the quest of knowledge an introspection as in this case or a discussion" the other voice "from what is happening here it appears to me that a discussion is better as it gives light from multiple view points but interesting point is that this introspection that we are having has led to this answer?. .
Yet again an entangled thought, which gives rise to a thinking that amidst the egos all are just or should be curious souls
I typed this a 2am felt a bit scared if there was another Nagabhushan in the room somewhere in the darkness
Nagabhushan
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