This douchebag is Tharun.
This fatf**k is Pravekha.
We are Othasevuru
We studied architecture in Hosur.
Well... I am an architect. He is still studying
We were in Hosur for five years. Or at least I was.
Hosur is an amazing town.
Rose gardens around the town...
Huge hills...
Granite quarries and factories...
Such an amazing town....
When we walk or roam around the streets and roads of Madurai or Chennai
trees or buildings or people hide the sky.
But in Hosur, there was much empty space.
the frame was filled with the sky or the things above us was seen.
There was so much of nothingness. Our existence was so minuscule.
This used to occur to us again and again.
Everyone around us was studying architecture or engineering and they had so much to worry about.
Design, arrears, placement, salary
And we were clueless. Our existence was so pointless in front of all of nature.
And there was something called a Jury (The Crit) happening to us. We had a lot of work to do and we never did.
We were frustrated with it and ourselves
And this song was written during those times.
Mere Mud
Inside my head. (X2)
As I dig 
Dirt pulls me in
As I probe in
I find muck.
Worms and eagles roam together.
The lone wolf howls in the woods.
Mere Mud
Inside my head. (X2)
I search for something 
beyond dirt.
Love and respect
Rot with hunger
Patience 
lost itself
Pain dances 
(rather headbangs)
Mere Mud
Inside my head. (X2)
I dug and dug and dug and dug and dug.... (X2)
Mere Mud
Inside my head. (X2)
I went to Madurai and he went to Chennai.
And we were still the same. And both of us saw something in each other's places.
Like I saw it in Madurai and he saw it in Chennai. And we called each other and spoke about the scenes over phone.
And this is what we saw....
Mustachio Maarimuthu
with smoke from his nostrils,
and pedalling his bicycle,
smiles at us.
Grey haired Naagaathamma
wearing 40 kilos of gold on herself,
jigujigujigujigujigujigu,
smiles at us.
The smoke whitens.
And the gold glitters.
But their smiling does something to us...something...
And they laughed....
Kekabeka kekabeka kekabeka kekabeka
kekabeka kekabeka Kaa (X2)
Vadakkutheru Varadhan Uncle,
With Naamam filling his forehead,
coming in a budubudu Bullet,
smiles at us.
Next door Pankajam Aunty,
with turmeric beaming from her face,
sprinkling water and drawing Kolam,
smiles at us.
Bullet fires up,
the entrance invites us,
But their smiling does something to us...
something...
Kekabeka kekabeka kekabeka kekabeka
kekabeka kekabeka Kaa.... (X2)
Well... I am 22 and he is just 20.
And we were really happy that we made this song.
Like we started understanding that we have started observing things.
Random things. These tiny pleasures of our lives.
And we were able to translate or capture them in some sort of an art form.
So... Tharun wanted us to go and meet a person called Basil, in Madurai.
We wanted to share this. Not only our happiness
But also the confusion we had, and the frustrations we had on ourselves.
Are we going in the right way? Are our thoughts alright?
We went to clarify ourselves. And met him. And this was sung to him.
In the playground called Mind,
Thoughts play everyday. (X2)
I fall in love with some of them and bury them inside myself.
The buried thought rots itself and I search for a new one.
Inside the words of books, on the walls of cinema,
In meaningless conversations, all these thoughts hide themselves. (X2)
If I find these hidden thoughts... (X2)
Happiness dances, Sorrow sings
Confusion crowds, Clarity sits in solitude.
Beauty and Morality and Intellect and Righteousness
are all pits that I dig inside myself.
I dig a huge pit, I search for depth,
I fall down, I climb up
This  absurd game...
I play this game everyday and 
search for a new game everyday
And search for meaning in the same and I get betrayed.
A deep meaning isn't the goal.
Fame and fortune isn't the goal.
Money and Riches isn't the goal.
Playing the game is the goal.
Playing the game is the goal...(X2)
We told all this to him and he asked us with much wow,
"So you guys are talking about goals and destinations and what have you seen in your lives? Such Confusion. Such Sorrow."
And we told him all our stories and he asked us to go somewhere.
And he sang a song and this is the song....
Go, go, go.... (X3)
Go somewhere... (X3)
The height of the hills will grow with you...
The winds will scream in your ears....
And the fields will dance for...
The cuckoo will sing for you everyday.
Go, go, go.... (X3)
Go somewhere
Bus le go. Train le go. 
Car le go. Flight le go.
Go somewhere. 
just go somewhere.
The road will split just for you...
The streetlights will show you clarity.
The sky will paint for you. 
The clouds will chase time and run.
Go go go.... (X3)
Go somewhere....
Walk and go. run and go.
Roll and go. fly and go.
Go somewhere.
Just go somewhere.
The you that chases money,
Nature will ask you to stare at her,
If you stop and stare at her. 
Money will look like Gluteus Maximus.
Go, go, go... (X3)
Go somewhere
And we roamed around a bit. 
I got a chance to roam around the north of India.
And he got a chance to roam around in the south of India.
And after roaming around...There were some things that we observed. And we did not like a lot of things.
And there was so much anger within ourselves. After looking around and all these things happening around us.
After this trip, we went and met him.
And while we were meeting him (Saint Basil), he was watching a TV show.
And he was watching a cartoon called Dora the Explorer.
He told us a lot of things about it and we sang a song in its style.
We search for bushes to exchange a kiss.
But we can murder someone in the middle of the road.
Where are we going? (X2)
Where the f**k are we going?
There are no restrictions to bring down a forest. 
And there is no shortage to bring up buildings.
Where are we going? (X2)
Where the f**k are we going?
I dump garbage at the end of the road 
And a lot distance between myself and discipline.
I build a wall to destroy identity.
Chennai is a modern city.
Where are we going? Where are we going? 
Where the f**k are we going? (X2)
Where are we going? (X4)
I wanted to eat a otai-vadai...
I see pizza joints everywhere...
We dump random shit in our tummies 
and happily say "I'm lovin' it. "
Where are we going? Where are we going?
Where the f**k are we going? (X2)
Staying mum to all our cries...
And pretending to sleep when we wake you up....
Muggers contest in elections and 
 the talented buggers run away from the country...
Where are we going? Where are we going?
Where the f**k are we going? (X2)
Swiper fox should not steal. 
The short fox should never steal.
What? Me, a thief?
He was really happy after listening to the song. We wanted to be the good fox all the time.
Swiper fox instead of being a bad fox... we always wanted Swiper fox to always be a good fox.
And he told us that some people are good for sometime and are not for sometime
Everyone cannot be the good fox all the time...
When they can be a good fox is...
Saying that, he sang a song to tell us how to be the good fox all the time. And this is that song...
Become a clean sheet of paper everyday. (X5)
Anger, Jealousy,
Gossip, and Greed...
shadow over you...
Become a clean sheet of paper everyday. (X7)
Even if the birth and death of a thought
becomes absurd.
Become a clean sheet of paper everyday. (X2)
Even if words and colors
Kiss and make love to each other on you.
Become a clean sheet of paper everyday (X5)
So this is what he told. As we wake up everyday, we should become as clean as a new sheet of paper everyday.
We should completely clean ourselves. He keeps telling it again and again.
We are Othasevuru. Thats it. This is us. 
And this is our story.
We are still seeing everyday. 
We are still making a lot of songs.
And he is Tharun.
I am Pravekha.
We are on Facebook, Soundcloud, and YouTube as Othasevuru.
O-t-h-a (Otha)
S-e-v-u-r-u (Sevuru)
Two random guys are doing something behind one wall. And thus Othasevuru.
We are happy and that is why we are doing this.
Thank you all of you. 
Thank you for listening to us.
A lot more people would listen to us through this. Thank you for that. Thank you Terrace Jams.
We were simply performing inside a room for our friends and anna's like
Kaber Vasuki, Tenma, Siennor who encouraged us and helped us perform
We should thank our parents for they are the ones who love everything that we do and call it great.
We are very happy to have performed here. 
Thank you so much.
