Lines from a few songs going round and round in my head:
"Do you believe... in what you see... Everyone's saying different things to me"
"Everytime you throw him to the floor...
Why are you surprised... to see...
He's breakable"
"And so it is..
Just like you said it would be..
life is easy on me...
most of the time.
And so it is...
a shorter story..
No love no glory..
in her sky.
I can't take my eyes off you.
I can't take my mind off you."
Otherwise I can't think much right now. I am comfortably numb, and content in a weird sort of way.
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Friday, April 21, 2006
Guest??
umeedein bhi kee, intezaar bhi...
yaad mein ashk bhi bahaaye.
phir bhi mera ashiq, mere armaan...
khud ko mera mehmaan bataaye..
(
Held some expectations, and waited...
Cried a little remembering you.
But still my lover, my hopes...
call themselves a guest of mine.
)
yaad mein ashk bhi bahaaye.
phir bhi mera ashiq, mere armaan...
khud ko mera mehmaan bataaye..
(
Held some expectations, and waited...
Cried a little remembering you.
But still my lover, my hopes...
call themselves a guest of mine.
)
What do I do?
Tinke Samaetoon...
Ya Bikhar jaane doon.
......
Ye Lamha jee loon...
Yaa bas guzar jaane doon.
(Should I gather the straws...
Or let it disintegrate.
Should I live this moment...
Or just let it pass.)
Another one (not mine)
Come sit by my side if you love me...
Do not hasten to bid adieu.
Jus remember the red silver valley...
And the heart that loves you so true.
Ya Bikhar jaane doon.
......
Ye Lamha jee loon...
Yaa bas guzar jaane doon.
(Should I gather the straws...
Or let it disintegrate.
Should I live this moment...
Or just let it pass.)
Another one (not mine)
Come sit by my side if you love me...
Do not hasten to bid adieu.
Jus remember the red silver valley...
And the heart that loves you so true.
Thursday, April 20, 2006
The love of convenience
In my interactions with people over the last few months, I have noticed a particular trait in some settled-in-career/comfortable-with-themselves/available single guys which led me to wonder whether it is a trend or just a mistaken representation.
People are "looking for love". They get offended when questioned on their intentions on looking for just physical pleasure. They have a list of a thousand characteristics that they are looking for in the boyfriend-to-be, a mental picture framed in gold and hung for quite some time now, so much so that they aren't easily available to recognize it themselves. They treat each new guy that comes across nicely and everything, seemingly very careful and considerate not to hurt the other person by turning him down, all the while fulfilling their own need of momentary companionship i.e. a hand to hold and a head resting peacefully on their chests. Conveniently failing to realise that the other person is a mere unprepared human, not as mature as they are, the poor soul suddenly finds himself in love with all the friendly care showered by these benevolent creatures. They find an emotional anchor, and suddenly, much to their surprise, the anchor refuses to hold. Things are told to them - It was never meant to be, how could you think of us like that, there is no wavelength match, there wasn't anything physical between us anyway na... and so on.
Then these people just move on to another temporary companion to drink, throw party, watch tv, lay down (even share some "weak moments" with).... but mind you, all the time looking for that "love of their life"... spending the present with the love of convenience.
People are "looking for love". They get offended when questioned on their intentions on looking for just physical pleasure. They have a list of a thousand characteristics that they are looking for in the boyfriend-to-be, a mental picture framed in gold and hung for quite some time now, so much so that they aren't easily available to recognize it themselves. They treat each new guy that comes across nicely and everything, seemingly very careful and considerate not to hurt the other person by turning him down, all the while fulfilling their own need of momentary companionship i.e. a hand to hold and a head resting peacefully on their chests. Conveniently failing to realise that the other person is a mere unprepared human, not as mature as they are, the poor soul suddenly finds himself in love with all the friendly care showered by these benevolent creatures. They find an emotional anchor, and suddenly, much to their surprise, the anchor refuses to hold. Things are told to them - It was never meant to be, how could you think of us like that, there is no wavelength match, there wasn't anything physical between us anyway na... and so on.
Then these people just move on to another temporary companion to drink, throw party, watch tv, lay down (even share some "weak moments" with).... but mind you, all the time looking for that "love of their life"... spending the present with the love of convenience.
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
Music
I associate a lot of memories with music, I guess many of us do. So if there is a song playing somewhere, it reminds of a particular time or mostly, a particular emotional state.
Lets see if I can list some of the music/songs that I associate with things-
"Kehna hee kya" from "Bombay" reminds me of my 10th board exams, feeling of being nervous and confined
"Humma Humma" from the same film reminds me of the absolute fun i had with friends the same year, my first feeling of partying solely with friends and a wild time.
Bryan Adams (particularly "Have you ever really") reminds me of driving through Switzerland, brings back all the visual delight.
Avril Lavigne always makes me feel rebellious and independent, reminds me of the U-rail travel to office in Vienna
Coldplay gets me brooding and questioning and depressed at times, but i still absolutely love it. Reminds me of being alone at night in my room last aug/sept.
"Dil Chahta hai" reminds me of my Rafting trip in 2002, nostalgia of being with friends and tired and content after a great round of rafting on the Ganges.
"Celine Dion - A new day has come" reminds me of being down with typhoid and feeling hopeful and really sick at the same time.
"Robbie Williams - Feel" and "Shakira - Underneath your clothes" remind me of my apartment in Vienna, summer afternoons spent alone, doing nothing much at all.
"Lio - Rapture" so reminds me of the FMS parties, the drunken stupor, the amazing highs and dancing and fun, in a sensual kind of way too.
Hmm...
Lets see if I can list some of the music/songs that I associate with things-
"Kehna hee kya" from "Bombay" reminds me of my 10th board exams, feeling of being nervous and confined
"Humma Humma" from the same film reminds me of the absolute fun i had with friends the same year, my first feeling of partying solely with friends and a wild time.
Bryan Adams (particularly "Have you ever really") reminds me of driving through Switzerland, brings back all the visual delight.
Avril Lavigne always makes me feel rebellious and independent, reminds me of the U-rail travel to office in Vienna
Coldplay gets me brooding and questioning and depressed at times, but i still absolutely love it. Reminds me of being alone at night in my room last aug/sept.
"Dil Chahta hai" reminds me of my Rafting trip in 2002, nostalgia of being with friends and tired and content after a great round of rafting on the Ganges.
"Celine Dion - A new day has come" reminds me of being down with typhoid and feeling hopeful and really sick at the same time.
"Robbie Williams - Feel" and "Shakira - Underneath your clothes" remind me of my apartment in Vienna, summer afternoons spent alone, doing nothing much at all.
"Lio - Rapture" so reminds me of the FMS parties, the drunken stupor, the amazing highs and dancing and fun, in a sensual kind of way too.
Hmm...
In my head
Party Nights...,
City of lights...,
Shining down over me...
Skyscrapers, stargazers... in my head.
Often I just lay there on my bed in the dark, staring at the city lights from my apartment, just wondering, alone, content... in a kind of daze.
Nothing in particular seems to be important.
And I get sad.
City of lights...,
Shining down over me...
Skyscrapers, stargazers... in my head.
Often I just lay there on my bed in the dark, staring at the city lights from my apartment, just wondering, alone, content... in a kind of daze.
Nothing in particular seems to be important.
And I get sad.
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