There are too many things happening for me to be coherent about this post. Its a Saturday and I have a deadline by tonight. I will spill my heart when I can afford to do so (never thought I'd have to say that in my life). But an incident a few days back, left me emotionally charged. I am reminded of this one song that I'll use as a proxy, for the shortage of time and for keeping the emotion alive.
Where were you when I was burned and broken
While the days slipped by from my window watching
Where were you when I was hurt and helpless
Because the things you say and the things you do surround me
While you were hanging yourself on someone else's words
Dying to believe in what you heard
I was staring straight into the shining sun.
Lost in thought and lost in time
While the seeds of lifeand the seeds of change were planted
Outside the rain fell dark and slow
While I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime
I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the moment had arrived
For killing the past and coming back to life.
I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the waiting had begun
And headed straight..into the shining sun.
-Coming Back to Life, Pink Flyod
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Trying one in hindi :P
ab socha toh teri yaad aayi
aankhen band hone lagin, dil mein tu nazar aayi.
hua ye ehsaas, ki hai kuch khaas
aisi hi nahi ek zindagi maine bitaayi, banke teri parchayi.
aankhen band hone lagin, dil mein tu nazar aayi.
hua ye ehsaas, ki hai kuch khaas
aisi hi nahi ek zindagi maine bitaayi, banke teri parchayi.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Fuchchadom
---Just found this in my drafts---
There are two weeks left of my fuchchadom at IIM Ahmedabad, as I sit to write this bog on a Sunday evening. Don't misread me, I DO NOT have the time to write this blog. I am stealing it between assignments!
How desperately each fuchcha looks forward towards the end of this period is not something I will waste a blog entry on! But as this period draws to an end, there are idiots like me who, despite the pain and the misery of the year gone, will look back and cherish each day.
It has changed a lot in me. Having been born and brought up in one place, I have had the luxury of the company of family, friends and love whenever I needed them.
This was by far the most happening year of my life. It was tough to save the relationship in the beginning, which I managed to scrape through. There were inc
I came into this year a kid, I am going out a man.
There are two weeks left of my fuchchadom at IIM Ahmedabad, as I sit to write this bog on a Sunday evening. Don't misread me, I DO NOT have the time to write this blog. I am stealing it between assignments!
How desperately each fuchcha looks forward towards the end of this period is not something I will waste a blog entry on! But as this period draws to an end, there are idiots like me who, despite the pain and the misery of the year gone, will look back and cherish each day.
It has changed a lot in me. Having been born and brought up in one place, I have had the luxury of the company of family, friends and love whenever I needed them.
This was by far the most happening year of my life. It was tough to save the relationship in the beginning, which I managed to scrape through. There were inc
I came into this year a kid, I am going out a man.
Friday, March 12, 2010
I am here
burning in hell
while you found heaven yonder
despite the separation of the worlds between
I have come to grow fonder!
I have chosen
to be where I am
travelling through the worlds
don't come down here to get me
in an attempt to set me free
It's dark, It's scary
But that's just how is this story
but I have found my solace
It's here that I lost everything
but it's here that I found my self.
There's hope, there's joy
there are times when I cry
No, I don't want you to come for me
but come and see, now I am free.
I daren't come to you now
for I am scared what you got to show
a land of sunsets and evening tea
might withdraw me from my insanity
burning in hell
while you found heaven yonder
despite the separation of the worlds between
I have come to grow fonder!
I have chosen
to be where I am
travelling through the worlds
don't come down here to get me
in an attempt to set me free
It's dark, It's scary
But that's just how is this story
but I have found my solace
It's here that I lost everything
but it's here that I found my self.
There's hope, there's joy
there are times when I cry
No, I don't want you to come for me
but come and see, now I am free.
I daren't come to you now
for I am scared what you got to show
a land of sunsets and evening tea
might withdraw me from my insanity
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Serendipitous
With a lone face in his eyes
and a lone thought in his heart,
he recalled her smiles
when time stood still and events began to dart.
she had a way about her
he knew not what.
It made him suffer
But it was worth-it, for all he got.
Lost in her thoughts
He was sure he was lucky,
for he couldn't connect the dots
that had bought him to this lady, so lovely.
TBC
and a lone thought in his heart,
he recalled her smiles
when time stood still and events began to dart.
she had a way about her
he knew not what.
It made him suffer
But it was worth-it, for all he got.
Lost in her thoughts
He was sure he was lucky,
for he couldn't connect the dots
that had bought him to this lady, so lovely.
TBC
Saturday, February 13, 2010
A long due first post
Amidst the dynamic mundane,
the mind is pushed to see
the way the things change
and the way they don't.
Somehow I know,
amidst all this noise in my head,
that you are the tranquility
you are the solace.
Amidst the silence in my head,
You are the voice
one of reason
and one of faith.
Amidst the darkness in my heart
you are the light
of wisdom and of prudence
you are the strength of my being
Amidst all that I have come to call mine,
you are the prized.
You are the anchor
in the tempest of my mind
And the sails
for the raft of my life.
the mind is pushed to see
the way the things change
and the way they don't.
Somehow I know,
amidst all this noise in my head,
that you are the tranquility
you are the solace.
Amidst the silence in my head,
You are the voice
one of reason
and one of faith.
Amidst the darkness in my heart
you are the light
of wisdom and of prudence
you are the strength of my being
Amidst all that I have come to call mine,
you are the prized.
You are the anchor
in the tempest of my mind
And the sails
for the raft of my life.
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