The Guardian Angel

Yesterday was a lousy day. The whole world was irritating me. Ok not the whole world, but you get the drift. One generalizes to make a point.

Without going into the details of sordid meetings, it's worthwhile to dwell on something much more beautiful. I might be getting really repetitive here but my day got redeemed when I got back home and watched Mark perform. I put on the DVD of One night in London and got carried away by the sight and sound of genius. Genius that doesn't have to try. At all. Effortless Genius is the term that I would like to use. How the guy manages to belt out melodies of that order as if he's waiting for a bus beats me.

Everything about Mark is fabulous. His guitar picking style. His voice. His chemistry with the other musicians. His chemistry with the audience. His words. His expressions. The whole package is so amazing that it has the ability to elevate any mood. Listening to him reaffirms my faith in humanity. There is hope after all. Somewhere I had mentioned that apart from a select few who can be put on a pedestal, general humanity deserves disdain. How true! Yesterday confirmed that in many ways.

This morning I got up and was bracing myself for another lousy day at work. Then before even brushing my teeth, I communed with my God. And all's right with the world again.

Now I've discovered something new. I can listen to Mark all day on my Bluetooth headset. Even though it's a single speaker in one ear and it doesn't give a great sound, I can have him going while going through the day. And no one needs to know. This is perfect. It helps me be with Mark in the background like a guardian angel who constantly reminds me to rise above the crap around me and not get affected by it.

Life is good today.