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Came across this dude a few months ago. He nails it regarding certain issues in India. Issues that a lot of my fellow India-travellers seem to be blind for. Perhaps mostly through overdosing on (fake) spiritual crap. Anyway, Wilbur Sargunaraj…hope this man’s videos will spread a bit more. Enjoy and learn. (-°-)
After working and living in Indonesia (95/96) I went (briefly) back to Belgistan only to find out that I’ve left my heart somewhere in Asia. Rapidly, I was searching for new ways to get back to it (Asia) ASAP! It didn’t really mind which country exactly…as long as it was in that region. But, I believe if you want something bad enough (in a healthy way mind), the Universe picks it up and will bring you closer to it. So while strolling through Antwerp one afternoon I stumbled upon a wee shop called “Ganesh & Co”. A typical hippie/India/incense/statue-shop that you’ll find pretty much in every town these days. I got acquainted with the owner of the shop and during one of our conversations he shared his idea of wanting to start a guesthouse in Goa, India. If only he could find someone who was willing to run the place, since he (the owner) had to be in Antwerp most of the time. Needless to write I guess that I stuck onto his idea like flies to shit!
A few weeks later we both flew to Bombay, then the bus to Goa. (I’ll do a post soon on my first impressions of India, since it’s hard to describe it in just a few lines). We went scouting for locations and a suitable house…and found one in Anjuna (Goa). Anjuna was back then (already) pretty crowded. Especially on Wednesdays (tourist-season only) when the flea-market is held. It’s set up in a coconut grove edging the beach. Yes…there are worse spots to spend a Wednesday afternoon. ;) And the market exists out of hundreds of stalls selling stuff coming from all over India. Tibetans selling beautiful silver jewellery. And even the occasional traveller with own leather-carving work, seashell jewellery, etc. Except that it has grown enormously in size since then (97) (it had already since the flea-market started back in the sixties), the flea-market still has the same vibrant buzz to it. Some will debate this…to each his own. (-°-)
Perhaps I should have called this post “Arambol revisited” rather than “Goa revisited”…then again….the word “Goa” probably scores better in the search-results, better leave it. ;) Since Anjuna demanded a pretty full-power kind of living-style, i.e.; too many of them “Goa-trance-parties” (which until this very day I loath!) and since there were just too many drugs on the scene it attracted (at least to me) the wrong kinds of people. And since, by nature, I get easily tired and bored of how people (mis)behave when they’re in groups…I set out on my motorbike from time to time to go and explore other parts of Goa. On one occasion I was driving up north from Anjuna when suddenly the road stopped at a river. I could cross with a shabby old beaten’ ferry. About fifty minutes later I was on the other side, driving through little roads crossing hills until I saw this sign saying “Harmal/Arambol”. I followed it and eventually I arrived at a very nice tourist-free beach. The beach had a nice cliff-side and near it big shark-tooth-like rocks sticking out of the sea. There was such an amazing pleasant vibe on this beach and the local people that I soon got to know were (and still are) diamonds! Guesthouses or hotels…if there were any at all at that time….were certainly not found by me. Someone in Arambol “town” had told me that there was a guesthouse in the village of Aswem called “Villa River Cat”. A peculiar name I found and checked it out. It was some sort of Portuguese roundhouse villa…ground-floor plus one floor on top. It was set among coconut palms and the beautiful garden of the house edged on the river. It was an amazing lush beautiful exotic spot. (little did I know that some years later I’d be working here). The place had also a fair share of cats (hence the name) and some dogs. All peacefully living together. The whole place exhaled tranquility and seemed so far removed from the mindless pill-popping crowds in Anjuna. I decided to book a few nights. And promised myself that…from then on, if I should visit Goa again…I’d make Arambol my base. TBC…
Recently I was asked by my mate and co-musician and friend, Davide Swarup, if an acquaintance of him , could use a track (that me and Davide made) for a short documentary. I hadn’t seen it yet and while browsing around just now, I stumbled upon it (by chance, not via that website) ;)
<p><a href=”http://vimeo.com/40018968″>The Worldbiker</a> from <a href=”http://vimeo.com/user8768233″>openmindfilm</a> on <a href=”http://vimeo.com”>Vimeo</a>.</p>
I never intended to make a blog like this personal. But recent evolutions and circumstances have made the situation so that it is hard not to write about them. Since I’m a firm believer of Karma, everything that happens to me, I’m sure, is for a (good) reason. It is perhaps, for me, the only reason to stay more or less focused and put it all in perspective. Plus, there’s always! someone worse off than you/me. But just sometimes it seems that the errors one makes (hence the Karma) are met with a greater and often worse fate than first comprehended. But I guess that’s just the domino-effect. You know, the stone in the water and ripples thing…action-reaction, etc. The other “error” I often make is having “expectations”. One automatically presumes that, if ever in a pickle, people that are close to you might give a helping hand. Needless to say, this is utter bollocks. The only place where this happens is in the thought inside your head. In reality folks have it bad enough with their own lives, so they don’t really wonna adopt another set of “worries”. Which is fair enough, I guess. In the meantime, one draws lessons (thank god) from every ripple encountered and caused.
Luckily…Well for me at least, I can still be a bit creative. And music, I guess, is always a nice way of channeling whatever energy is inside of us. recently I’ve put up my 10th tune on “Soundcloud” so I included them in this post. They are also available and downloadable from my Bandcamp-page (4FREE).
Today is the day…my first single release, “Learning” is now available on beatport!!! (-°-)
Click Below to listen to a clip of the track. And please remember, takings from the track will be donated to the Cheb I Sabbah Cancer-Fund.
During my numerous travels in India I always came across some Sannyasin (Osho-disciple) who tried to convince me to go into an Ashram for some time. However, they never succeeded in doing so but due to the fact that most of them were so full of…a lot…about Osho…I got curious to say the least and during the last few years have read, listened and viewed some of the things he had to say (to the world). Although I find him funny, intriguing, mysterious, wise,…sometimes I find his statements/views/opinions hard to digest.
His ideas about “the poor”, in this video, and that we should have a “One World Government”…well some lads in high places are trying their very best to achieve just that.
One of my musical-influences of the last ten years (Cheb I Sabbah) was recently diagnosed with stomach cancer. Since he’s living in the U.S. …health benefits and the likes are not as straightforward as they are in certain European countries. Therefore some of his friends and some fellow musicians have been setting up a fund to support him financially in order to be able to pay for the (huge) medical bills. The fundraising through the “indigogo” website (http://www.indiegogo.com/Cheb-I-Sabbah-Cancer-Treatment-Fund) has nearly ended (3 days from now) but you can still donate within these few days.
Alternatively, you can buy/download the track, called: “Learning (for Cheb)” (that I made for Cheb) on my bandcamp-page (http://terramasala.bandcamp.com/)