High Hopes - Pink Floyd

Artist: Pink Floyd; Album: Division Bell; Title: High Hopes: Composer: David Gilmour

I have always existed with an illusion that beyond the horizon there is a world far superior and evenhanded than the world I currently live in. The world, which does not work on magnets of control bred from fellowmen. Men do not believe in power of miracles but hold high regards for value of labor. Men with immense passion to achieve what they dream. The world of my imagination where men are rewarded only for what they deserve. The inhabitants, who are blessed enough so that they don’t have to depend on an Abstract Extra-ordinary Super Power to live through their lives. A world where emotions are not like shackles that bind men. Instead they stir up motive power to go a step further. Men, who cheat or kill, perish at once. The others that survive the heat of healthy competition live their way with an honesty of purpose. Not very sure whether it is same as Atlantis or is it different?

Several attempts, successful and unsuccessful, have been made to get a sneak peek in a world of my fascination. The successful ones could only succeed to break open just a small hole through the horizon, just open enough to allow a distinct single ray of light. The unsuccessful attempts were blurred at first and then beyond a certain distance they went no further, only to be blocked by a wall. As DG very rightly stated in his earlier blog entry, the whole scenario looks so similar to masons building the wall around the center of creativity and talent, the bricks being the our well-regarded communal round, the masons are left for us to figure out. Inspiration very naturally came from Pink Floyd – The Wall.

And then I was moved by a brilliant blend of music and lyrics composed by David Gilmour, popularly known as ‘High Hopes’. The fact that it was the very last song composed by Pink Floyd, it couldn’t have got any better than this magnum opus. The lyrics were instituted during the period when the band had torn apart and law suits worth of a million dollars were trying to bring it further down.

It an epitomized by talking about all the insignificant countless small creatures that are trying their very best to confine our feet to a second-rate way of life. And to add to the agony, leaving all of us to a life obsessed with slow decay, signifying end in the most brutal mode.

But very soon, a passion drives a ray of hope in the blood stream of brave men who fear none but loss. And it’s this towering hope that keeps the will going, to achieve what currently appears to be behind the walls of a narrow minded world. It is this hope that shall dwell in men of character. Men that deserve to live in the world of my imagination. For now it may appear like a tough ask, but I have HIGH HOPES.

The desire, ambition and the hunger shall remain forever and ever.