Sunday, September 26, 2010

Natural Woman.

I have always admired women with big, pure voices. And I think this is a wonderful take on a classic song, originally sung by Aretha Franklin. Natural Woman by Mary J. Blige. I think there's a lot of power and strength in the word 'woman,' and lately it's been interesting to think of what separates girlhood and womanhood. Britney Spears seemed to be stuck somewhere in the middle... (there is so much bad music out there), but the feminine, though classically described as fragile, soft and sweet also asserts a deep sense of strength and steadiness. This reminds me of a poem I chose to analyse in Minority studies in year 11, entitled 'The woman thing', written by Audre Lorde, an incredible woman who described herself as a 'black, feminist, lesbian, poet, warrior.'
The poem is incredibly provocative and forewarning. History has not been kind to women, and certainly, the trend of the downtrodden sex continues in the world- female genital mutation, and female infanticide as prime social examples. And while I have been blessed to be given equal opportunity, whenever I asked for it, it's hard to ignore the realities of other people's existences. A lot of people look upon Feminism as a purely aggressive social revolution, aimed at hurting the collective male ego, and venting frustration upon Male-kind. But I think if you only look a little bit further, it's evident how neccessary the feminist movement was in giving women a voice and how important it continues to be in a cultures and nations that are still on the road to liberation.
I admire strong people with social conscience and willingness to make change, whether they be male or female, and I have great respect for the women AND men involved in the feminist movements of the past. This year, while voting (something I really did not want to do), I remembered how hard people have had to struggle to gain any kind of democratic rights, and I felt ashamed of myself. It's easy to get caught in middle-class morality- where those in power are solely blamed for the inadequacies of our society, but then more important to remember that we have been given opportunities to make change.
It's incredibly easy to become entangled in day-to-day life. We worry about work, success, money, our satisfaction, our relationships, our happiness, our health. After all that, who really has time to worry about the rest of the world? I've always struggled with the idea of sacrifice, often told that you can't keep everyone happy. Essentially, choose a career path (which will lead you to unknown destinations, take up your time and emotional space) or choose your family, friends, the people that love you, and focus on their happiness. Either way you're going to be a little dissatisfied, and I see no reason why you can't do both, and make it work successfully. Or at least, that's what I hope to do.
Next year, I have tentative plans to hold a screening of 'Walk to Beautiful', probably at UNSW, to raise money for Catherine Hamlin's foundation (another amazing Australian woman who has been named the Mother Theresa of our generation). Still trying to figure out the details, but in essence, it's a documentary about the lives of fistula patients in Ethiopia, and their journey to recovery, and something I've wanted to do for about a year and a half now. So, armed with inspiration and plans, I march into the week ahead!
Love, and all those other good things (like cupcakes)
Kavi :)
ps. Come to Medshow.

Monday, September 20, 2010

I love the prowess in the things that you do.

So... It's already TP4.

Where the heck did the last 6.5 months go?!

To be honest, I'm finding the prospect of 3.5 months holidays a little sad. Uni is too much fun. Especially on gorgeous, sunny days like this one. That said, 3.5 months of Summer promises road trips, time to read books, learn guitar, and grow ignorant to the stress of exams, only to be whacked across the head by heavy textbooks and terminology once again in March '11.

Back to the present for a moment. Ageings and Endings- sounds pretty depressing to say the least. But! Compared to Canberra's standards, it's pretty much Summer already, which surely makes up for it! Basically, it's ice cream weather... what could possibly be better? Studying is going to be a pain, mostly because all I want to do now is sit outside in the Sunshine and listen to happy music, such as this song: Loving You

Not many people seem to know about Paolo Nutini, I guess he didn't really hit the big time in Australia in a massive way. However!! He has a fairly sexy voice, and interestingly, is a Scottish lad with Italian heritage. You gotta love cross-cultural conjugation. I heard Jenny Don't Be Hasty a few years ago, and recently bought his first album. Listen to New Shoes, and Last Request if you like what you hear.

His lyrics aren't particularly poetic, but the way he phrases certain lines and incorporates them into rhythm and melody is pretty cool. And if you're listening to the song, hopefully the seemingly irrelevant title makes more sense. He's got a funky, jazzy thing going on. Recently, I've been thinking about music composition, something I haven't done in years, sadly. Contemplating picking up a couple theory books (ewwww) and going through chords and modulations again, just so I don't forget my stuff.

Also, last night was our first Tech Viewing for medshow, which was amazing! Though, I spent half the time watching the band, and missing our 'Burgmann Anglican School Rock Band' like crazy. It's been at least 9 months since I've had to do a souncheck and attempt to fix dodgy mics and amps. However, being involved in Medshow has been a lot of fun and given me a chance to focus on something other than Med. Which reminds me, time to sign up for Arts :D

Anyway, that's my spiel for now :) Also, yesterday was chuffed to learn that people I don't even know are readers of the blog!

Hope this teaching period proves to be satisfying and not-so-stressful.
Kavi

A particularly nice line from Jenny Dont Be Hasty- I'm deftly waiting for you to smile, and change your mind. Then I'll say I'm sorry and I'll wrap my arms around your body, I really hope you forgive in a hurry and don't just ask me to leave. Tried singing it... only sounds good with a male voice. Damn.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Sadness.

In Everything is Illuminated, Brod counts 613 sadnesses. Some of them are startling. Sadness of looking in the mirror, Sadness of your parents knowing you are sad. I'm not sure I can think of 613. But there are new sadnesses I have discovered this year. I do not think sadness is a bad thing. I think it is important. It gives me another layer to add to my soul. It's part of a holistic human experience, I guess.

Genius is borne out of sadness, a lot of the time. I think I've been a little melancholy lately, but perhaps not sad. I don't seem to have time to be sad. But when I do, it can hit me like a tonne of bricks. I know a lot of people in my life who keep themselves crazily busy in a subconscious effort to ignore or avoid the things in life that make them cry. I'm not sure that it's wise to stick behind a veil all of the time. But then I guess, the last thing anyone wants is for their friends or family to see them sad. Other people's sadness is the hardest type to fix.

Sadness of:
  • leaving
  • arriving
  • morning light
  • ending
  • dissatisfaction
  • your loved one's sadness
  • missing you
  • history
  • the future
  • dents and missing shapes
  • old photographs
  • losing feeling
  • comforting someone in despair
  • realising you have grown
  • love from too many people, too close and too far away
  • detachment
  • resignation
  • dying fires
  • remembering something long gone
  • waiting
  • acceptance
I feel there should be a summing up paragraph. But my feet are frozen.

Sunday, September 5, 2010

Just keep swimming...

Here comes the 'i should be studying but i'm not' post.

Health Maintenance has been suprisingly satisfying, and I'm actually enjoying studying for the upcoming exam. That said.... no idea how successful I will be. But it's nice to be enjoying these few days as opposed to feeling thiiiiiiis close to a myocardial infarction.

So. While going through my room-mate's iTunes I found a bunch of golden tracks I'd forgotten about, or just don't have on my computer, which made me happy. Lots of Motown and Frank Sinatra and James Morrison AND Art Blakey. Thinking, I should go to 'Basement' sometime soon... also, I need to get reacquainted with Sid and my piano. Been missing music ever since I saw that jazz quartet play outside the library for UNSW open day.

Tonight I need to memorise about 50 different drugs, and that is not even a depressing thought.
So far, life as a 19 year old is going swimmingly well. For some reason, a lot of people don't use the word swimmingly. But I think it's a good word.

I also think it's funny how much today reminded me of berry. All blue skies and gusty wind, and a very empty university. Not feeling homesick exactly, but feeling ready to go home for a few days. Also... brainstormed a trip to Vietnam over the summer... a very tantalising idea.

Hope all is well and midsems/EOC go SWIMMINGLY :D

Love.