Life, A Journey
I dedicate this to two men I admire: Mike Magnuson and my uncle, Sudarshan Rao Duttaluri; the first I admired — my father, he died ten years ago.
In an interview from this magazine, Rahman says,
Sometimes you have to go against your grain for a greater experience,
to experience life better than be bound by the limits of your personality.
Rahman is a sufi, he’s always been spiritual, about life, about music. He was the reason I understood soundscapes and harmonies. I bought his first cassette outside a rainy studio in 1992. There was a sweet shop next to it, little yellow balls of jaggery that I now miss eating, living in another country. I bought all his music, recorded his CDs. I had no money. The cassettes lay behind my bed stacked like dominoes, each labeled by hand.
Later, Rahman explains in a Q&A,
You should let go of yourself when you create something new and not sit in your box and let something good pass by. You grow only if you take the risk of adapting and discovering. That way, you can have a longer journey.
When I posted this on my facebook — and I rarely do — my uncle hit a long reply.
I had stared at monitors before.
In this translation, as I re-write, it is still his thoughts that linger:
Outside world is endless.
It doesn’t matter how long is your journey. More is inside than outward. If we look inward, I must say, we will find everything. Risks and journeys and every greater experience can alter your path and as such there’s no definite personality. Personality is dynamic. New experiences are a must and to keep this personality unchanged (like keeping our face same every morning), the cells that die in your face during day must make new faces at night, every second. You must traverse the path of high risk and live new experiences and keep looking deeper, blindly, only then, you will have a point to reach.
It is inside where you must access truth and memories. It is here you reach to a point of no end or goal. Inside is where it all begins.
