He will always remind me of sitting in my living room in Ranchi, sun-filled and quiet in the afternoon,listening on my music system using my Sony Walkman headphones and going into raptures every time the recorded tape moved on- Remember the Time to Heal the world to Scream and then finally to the one I liked the most-They don't really care about us.He was quite clearly the first western artist I listened to,from a dog eared cassette which had the whole of History-2 on it and which some friend of dad had lent to me.Before there was Metallica and the rest of the Metal lot,there was MJ,entertaining me for hours when I couldn't go out to play or bear watching TV.Before he was 'Wacko Jacko' his Thriller was (and still is) the biggest selling album of all time.Before environmental issues were in Vogue,there was MJ along with a select few speaking out about them through his songs.The one song of his which I like above all else is 'Stranger in Moscow' -a ballad of exemplary beauty. My favourite video of his would be "The way you make me feel" with the dark alleys and the wonderful dance moves and the heart-achingly beautiful Tatiana Thumbtzen giving it that whole 80's feel.Thank you MJ,for the countless hours of entertainment and sheer bliss and 'Magic' that you have provided to millions of fans.You would always be an integral part of all our collective childhood memories and may your soul rest in peace forever.

I leave you with some links.
1.The guardian
2.YouTube
3.'The way you make me feel' video
and finally:
4. Greatbong

The buzz of the cabinet AC,clickety-clack of muffled keys invigorating tired muscles at the end of the wire,the metallic flickering of a thousand tubelights giving you solace, some even winking.The soft almost soothing droning over late- night, long-distance, inter-cultural conference calls from across the aisle.The clipety-clop of a high heel walking down the hallway. A car backing up, breaking the silence which descends like a fog , evoking some long lost shard of memory glistening in remembrance.Far away sounds of traffic.A sudden gust of wind and the slight rattling of window panes in their grooves.The sudden groan of a chair being relieved of it's burden for the day.
The urgent,almost angry gurgling of the entrails-It is time to go.