Remember??

1. Do you remember the breeze that you enjoyed sitting on a bench with your friend and talking about something stupid or serious?
2. Do you remember the happiness of seeing someone whom you always want happy smile while they enter a room and look at you?
3. Do you remember holding hands as you walk on the road without even thinking about it twice?
4. Do you remember being foolish while buying your gift for your first love?
5. Do you remember the shiver through you as you looked at your loved one after a long time even though you met her/ him last evening?
6. Do you remember the long walk that seemed shorter than a walk in your room?
7. Do you remember the end of the evening as the talks started getting more interesting?
8. Do you remember that desire to meet someone constantly by forced accidents and smiling over it on your way back and still feeling lucky?
9. Do you remember the comfort of being with a person whom you knew in a group of people?
10. Do you remember the moment when you both realized something and there was no need to talk any more?
11. Do you remember the smile on your face when you saw that someone get up in the morning when you called and instead of hearing 'Hello' you hear a 'Smile'?

Just remember those moments because you would come back to them later on in life and you would want to enjoy them in your thoughts again!!

A Walk through desert

As the small young feet dragged themselves in the sand, all he could think of was how he had spent his evening by the river once. He had met some new people who had come there with their kids and they had shown some interest in him. They shared their games with him and also enjoyed a dip in the river. They had searched for shells under water and he could still feel the multi-colored shells which he believed were God-sent.

However, he was far away from that spot now and though the memories were drenching his heart wet his feet were slow as they walked through the dunes of a hot blooded desert. The desert had never been this hot for a while and neither had it been so calm and lonely. He remembered how excited he was when he first stepped in the cold sand on the morning before. He had also thought that if he can survive this experience he would have something to look forward to. What, he was uncertain! But something that he would love and live for.

He remembered that his journey began with 3 people who called themselves 'Gypsies', word he found familiar though he had heard it for the first time. His young skin had never felt so cold before though he had come from an icy land in the North. A gypsy recommended him to walk bare feet if he wanted to enjoy his life in the future. He could not connect the dots until he let his naked feet touch the sand. He loved the feeling so much that he threw his shoes away and started to run as fast he could.

As the Sun started fading away in the horizon leaving behind sparks of orange he realized that it was evening. He had walked so much that he could not feel his feet and suddenly with sand turning colder he felt a shiver run through his spine, feet first. He remembered the words of that gypsy 'Do not stop until you see a drop'. However, he was very tired and could not continue any longer in that harsh cold which gripped him like her own child. He remembered his mother like never before and wished that if only he could touch her face once.

Guaranteed Lyrics

Guaranteed

On bended knee is no way to be free
lifting up an empty cup I ask silently
that all my destinations will accept the one that's me
so I can breath

Circles they grow and they swallow people whole
half their lives they say goodnight to wive's they'll never know
got a mind full of questions and a teacher in my soul
so it goes...

Don't come closer or I'll have to go
Holding me like gravity are places that pull
If ever there was someone to keep me at home
It would be you...

Everyone I come across in cages they bought
they think of me and my wandering
but I'm never what they thought
got my indignation but I'm pure in all my thoughts
I'm alive...

Wind in my hair, I feel part of everywhere
underneath my being is a road that disappeared
late at night I hear the trees
they're singing with the dead
overhead...

Leave it to me as I find a way to be
consider me a satellite for ever orbiting
I knew all the rules but the rules did not know me
guaranteed... 

After B comes C

Ok! I know the title would be looked as a something like red umbrella on a summer morning. But its quite apt if you think of it. And I am surely not talking about elementary English or B schools here.

I had been a great follower of the Canadian romantic singer BAD (Bryan Adams). Not that I have stopped listening to his great compositions which start from climbing Empire State to Running the night to get back to the lover. Its just that I have added another flavor of a band called as Coldplay. Some people will say that they don't sing well, I cant agree more for a few songs but the words that they color their songs with are like a blessing in disguise. You can so easily connect with them that you feel like you could have written something similar.

Yellow is one such song. The lyrics give goose bumps difficult to keep to yourself. When I heard the simple yet profound words like 'I drew a line, I drew a line for you,..., and it was all Yellow' I was lost in the beauty of simplicity. The strumming of strings is so evident that you feel the vibrations and if you have seen the video you remember the changing background as the song progresses. Feels like remembering your first morning after somebody said 'Yes' to you, rays entering your window and the warmth they bring on a winter morning. However simple an idea is, if put across better it can surely 'turn into something beautiful'.

Happened to watch the video of 'In my place' today. Again an example of how the band is gaining popularity. Just watching the mellowed Whiteness in the room is so appealing. Clouds walking through the crack of your door, occupying the space, feeling the emptiness with sheer love. The pain in the voice singing 'Crossed lines that I shouldn't have crossed' is as shrilling as the noise of a hammering nail. Something scratching against your window but you like it for the pain it imparts in the evening orange. 'Come back and sing it to me' is what your heart will sing out when the music pauses just before the lines start.

X & Y, is another master-piece, literally. You will say its very painful. Yes it is but the desperation to stop the ticking bomb exploding is evident in the wordings and approach for it is AWESOME. Music again wins hands down. You will have the same feeling of 'Vertigo from U2' just that it wont be as loud. A perfect song on a Sunday morning with nothing but your bike to accompany you. Ok, thanks for reminding me again that I don't have one. :)

Every song gives a feeling of floating in the pool when the rains falling in your eyes. Something like poking ray on a Saturday afternoon, straight through the drapes on the window. I am sure that with every dropping second the fan following of this band is growing leaps and 'Ka-chings'. But they deserve every penny of a sensitive fella on the street. Complete 'Paisa-Vasool'.

PS: Watch the video of 'Don't Panic'.

Polished Words

Wonder what words were invented for?

* May be to communicate the feelings clearly and effectively.

What are they used for?

* Impressing people.

No harm in it. But when genuine words are used just to create a false cloud around people or thoughts its very bothering. Bothering since they are nothing more than dressed puppets, lifeless, meaningless. They do no benefit but harm.

Why do people use them as a sugar-coat?

Some people want to impress others so badly that they forget the very purpose of communication and get lost in the myst.

I can feel nothing more than pity for these kind of people who build castles in others mind and don't care if other person already knows the reality. Dragging for sometime is bearable but forever?

PS: Forgive me guys if this was blunt but I wanted to express this somewhere and this is a more meaningful forum for that.