THE DEVIL PEEPS THROUGH THE HOODED OCULI

Those veiled orbs..
They tug at something so basic, so primal.
A plaintive call that shakes through and through.
But what they say is in stark contrast to everything else.
The stories they hold, the sorrows they shield, the wants they shelter, the wounds they fiercely cover...
all but glimpsed fleetingly as they appear for a second, then disappear.
The disquiet, the unsaid words, the fears, the fatigue, the wishes, the dreams;
the disappointments, the hopes, the expectations-
all that's masked otherwise, resides in those dark stars.
But stars, are they?
Or black bottomless holes, with their unfathomable depths.
And their mysteries...
For everything is hidden; nothing shared or discussed.
It is the unintentional communication that ever gives out the clues, rare and short lived as it might be.
It shouts out loud a minute, looking everywhere for a release.
A temporary solace, if nothing better..
Always looking, but never quite successful.
Thunder and lightening- flashes of wrath.
Pent up frustrations; disappointments not openly discussed-
They all live in those wells of darkness; echoing within those closed chambers;
Always sheltered with unwavering determination,
But always looking and searching, hoping for answers...

i see a way, but i dont know how to walk the distance...
i see a clearing, but i dont know how to avoid the bushes...
i see a river, but i dont know how to avoid the currents...
i see IT, but i dont know how to reach out to IT...

Everybody plays the fool, sometime 

There's no exception to the rule, listen baby 

It may be factual, it may be cruel, I ain't lying 

Everybody plays the fool 

JUST ONE OF THOSE THINGS...

pieces...going to pieces...
thats what it feels like sometimes.
at others, it feels like everything is so in control...
seems like a bi polar disorder is setting in...
the psyche is splitting into various fragments..
one often in conflict with the other..
no, not merely often,
all the time.. all the fucking time..
pain..sometimes it is unbearable..
at others, it feels like thats what everything is depended on..
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god... i am turning into a sadist...
AND i sound so fucking emo. blast it all! :|

SAIBO

had this track on the loop for a while... love it. and ofcourse, Sendhil Ramamurthi.. sigh.. :)

Mann yeh sahib ji
Jane hai sab ji
Phir bhi banaye bahane


Naina nawabi ji
Dekhe hai sab ji
Phir bhi na samjhe ishare


Mann yeh sahib ji
Haan karta bahane
Naina nawabi ji
Na samjhe ishare


Samjhe ishare
Dheere dheere
Naino ko dheere dheere
Jiya ko dheere dheere
Bhayo re saibo


Dheere dheere
Naino ko dheere dheere
Apna sa dheere dheere
Lage re saibo


Surkhiyan hai hawaon mein
Do dilon ke milne ki
Ha haan arziya hai nazaron mein
Lamha yeh tham jane ki


O kaise hazuri ji
Yeh lab dikhaye
Chupi laga ke bhi
Gazab hai yeh dhaaye


Dheere dheere
Naino ko dheere dheere
Jiya ko dheere dheere
Bhayo re saibo


Dheere dheere
Begana dheere dheere
Apna sa dheere dheere
Lage re saibo


Saibo, saibo…


Dheere,


Dheere (Aa….)


Dheere, dheere


Saibo


Dheere

BALDERDASH

Against the wind 

We were runnin' against the wind 

We were young and strong, we were runnin' 

Against the wind..

it isn't fair. and never has been. guess never will be. but know what? that's life. deal with it. or end it. no point in cussin'. or throwing tantrums. or explaining to people. some things never change. some people never change. and can't be willed into it. doesn't work that way. and no, explanations and venting are pointless. hard to communicate. what good does that do anyway? nothing. just adds to the frustration by that much. so much better to just close down and deal with it. WAS not, IS not, WILL not be... of consequence. never. EVER.

SEVEN DAY MILE- THE FRAMES

Your will changes everyday
It's a road you've come upon
I can't help you if you want to
Down here nothing gets a chance
It's a threat that's real enough
We can burn this bridge or stay here
It's a breeze everlasting like time
Making so sure that
I can return just to see it from your side again

Always never seems to work
It's a word you never learned
I don't really see a way clear
It's a sea ever churning in tides
In the sureness of time
And our words will repeat now forever again
Well this might take a while to figure out
So don't you rush it
And hold your head up high right through the doubt
'Cause it's just a matter of time
You've been running so fast
It's the seven day mile
Has you torn in between here and running away

I don't have a choice in this
It's a road I've come upon
You can join us if you want to

Always never seems to work
It's a word we never learned
Time will be the judge of all here
This might take a while to figure out now
So don't you rush it
And hold your head up high
Right through the doubt now
'Cause its just a matter of time
You've been running so fast
It's the seven day mile
Has you torn in between here and running away
It's a line you've been wanting
It's your time
It's the seven day mile
Has you torn in-between here and never again
Never again

And down here nothing gets chance
It's a world too big for us
Time will be the judge of all here
This might take a while to figure out now
So don't you rush it
And hold you're head up high
Right through the doubt now
'Cause its just a matter of time
You've been running so fast
It's the seven day mile
Has you torn in-between yeah and never again
Never again

MILES TO GO...

Lord I'm one..
Lord I'm two..
Lord I'm three..
Lord I'm four..
Lord I'm 500 miles from my home.
500 miles, 500 miles, 500 miles, 500 miles..

but...

learning...understanding...amazed...grateful..
thank you.. :)

A BEAUTIFUL MESS

i know i have been posting way too many songs and lyrics off late, both here and on my other blog, but i have been listening to a lot of music these days, (which is pretty much my only indulgence these days!) and i can't help but post the lyrics and songs which i find particularly appealing!

and well, here we are again, another video and some more lyrics. a friend shared this song with me today, saying it reminded him of me and somehow seemed to describe me, which is umm..weird, but whatever. the song is beautiful and so is Jason Mraz's voice.

so here we are... again! :)

You've got the best of both worlds
You're the kind of girl who can take down a man,
And lift him back up again
You are strong but you're needy,
Humble but you're greedy
And based on your body language,
And shoddy cursive I've been reading
Your style is quite selective,
though your mind is rather reckless
Well I guess it just suggests
that this is just what happiness is


Hey, what a beautiful mess this is
It's like picking up trash in dresses


Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write
Kind of turn themselves into knives
And don't mind my nerve you could call it fiction
But I like being submerged in your contradictions, dear
'Cause here we are, here we are


Although you were biased I love your advice
Your comebacks ‒ they're quick
And probably have to do with your insecurities
There's no shame in being crazy,
Depending on how you take these
Words that paraphrasing this relationship we're staging


And what a beautiful mess, yes it is
It's like picking up trash in dresses


Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you say
Kind of turn themselves into blades
And the kind and courteous is a life I've heard
But it's nice to say that we played in the dirt
'Cause here, here we are, here we are
Here we are [x7]


We're still here
What a beautiful mess this is
It's like taking a guess when the only answer is "Yes"


Through timeless words and priceless pictures
We'll fly like birds not of this earth


And tides ‒ they turn ‒ and hearts disfigure
But that's no concern when we're wounded together


And we tore our dresses and stained our shirts
But it's nice today. Oh, the wait was so worth it.

PERFECT

...Pretty, pretty please
Don't you ever, ever feel
Like your less than Fuckin' perfect.
Pretty, pretty please
If you ever, ever feel
Like your nothing
You're fuckin' perfect to me...

...So complicated,
Look happy, You'll make it!
Filled with so much hatred
Such a tired game.
It's enough, I've done all I can think of
Chased down all my demons, I've seen you do the same.

Oh, Pretty, pretty please
Don't you ever, ever feel
Like your less than fuckin' perfect.
Pretty, pretty please
If you ever, ever feel
Like your nothing
You're fuckin' perfect to me.

Everybody plays the fool, sometime 

There's no exception to the rule, listen baby 

It may be factual, it may be cruel, I ain't lying 

Everybody plays the fool 

psychology... human reactions.. the pain as motivation..the slow succumbing to that pain, and the indifference to it after a point in time... could Jay be right?
Would anything that is done now be fruitless? 

THE TYGER AND THE LAMB

Two of my favorite verses by William Blake, simply because of the contrast they portray... and how, apparently one seems to be the complimentary opposite of the other

The Lamb...

(from Songs of Innocence)

Little Lamb who made thee
Dost thou know who made thee
Gave thee life & bid thee feed.
By the stream & o'er the mead;
Gave thee clothing of delight,
Softest clothing wooly bright;
Gave thee such a tender voice,
Making all the vales rejoice:
Little Lamb who made thee
Dost thou know who made thee

Little Lamb I'll tell thee,
Little Lamb I'll tell thee:
He is called by thy name,
For he calls himself a Lamb:
He is meek & he is mild,
He became a little child:
I a child & thou a lamb,
We are called by his name.
Little Lamb God bless thee.
Little Lamb God bless thee.

AND

...The Tyger
(from Songs of Experience)

Tyger Tyger. burning bright,

In the forests of the night:
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies.
Burnt the fire of thine eyes!
On what wings dare he aspire!
What the hand, dare sieze the fire?

And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? & what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp,
Dare its deadly terrors clasp!

When the stars threw down their spears
And water'd heaven with their tears:
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
Tyger, Tyger burning bright,
In the forests of the night:
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

THISTLE AND WEEDS

Spare me your judgements and spare me your dreams
Cause recently mine have been tearing my seams
I sit alone in this winter clarity which clouds my mind


Alone in the wind and the rain you left me
It’s getting dark darling, too dark to see
And I’m on my knees, and your faith in shreds, it seems

Corrupted by the simple sniff of riches blown
I know you have felt much more love than you’ve shown
And I’m on my knees and the water creeps to my chest

But plant your hope with good seeds
Don’t cover yourself with thistle and weeds
Rain down, rain down on me


Look over your hills and be still
The sky above us shoots to kill
Rain down, rain down on me

But I will hold on
I will hold on hope

I begged you to hear me, there’s more than flesh and bones
Let the dead bury the dead, they will come out in droves
But take the spade from my hands and fill in the holes you’ve made

But plant your hope with good seeds
Don’t cover yourself with thistle and weeds
Rain down, rain down on me

I CAN'T THINK OF A TITLE FOR THIS...

I like the phoenix. The creature is admirable. Reborn from its own ashes every time it bursts into flames. But then again, a phoenix is a mythical being, isn't it?

SAPNON SE BHARE NAINA...

bagiya bagiya baalak bhaag
titli phir bhi haath na laage
iss pagle ko kaun bataye
dhoond raha hai jo tu jag mai koi jo paaye toh mann mai hi paaye


sapnon se bhare naina
toh neend hai na chaina
sapnon se bhare naina
toh neend hai na chaina



aisi dagar koi agar jo apnaaye
har raah ke vo aant pe rasta hi paaye
dhoop ka rasta jo pair jalaye
mod toh aaye chhaaon na aaye
raahi jo chalta hai chalta hi jaaye
koi nahi hai jo kahin usse samjhaye


sapnon se bhare naina
toh neend hai na chaina
sapnon se bhare naina
toh neend hai na chaina

naina re….. naina re
naina re….. naina re


door hi se sagar jisse har koi maane
paani hai woh ya ret hai yeh kaun jaane
jaise ke din se rehe rahe alag hai
sukh hai alag aur chain alag hai
par jo yeh dekhe vo naina alag hai
chain hai toh apna sukh hai paraye


sapnon se bhare naina
toh neend hai na chaina


sapnon se bhare naina
toh neend hai na chaina

LIKE ALL DREAMERS I CONFUSE DISENCHANTMENT WITH TRUTH....

'Cause Baby Tonight, The DJ Got Us Falling In Love Again...

Old hatchets buried, things talked through, sorted. That infectious, all pervading sore finally healed. Forgiven and forgotten, for all those concerned, forever. A sense of liberation. The freedom to move on, to move forward along more fronts than one.

LITTLE DROPS OF WATER..

The most amazing weekend in ages. Crazy people, funny stories, Punjabi Spiderman (!!!), sitcoms, movies, music, TV shows, people..

Shared laughter, shared confidences, some corny confessions, chanced meetings and stupid behaviors around exes from half a decade ago..

Crazy drives, open spaces, secret hideouts, cloves and hidden balconies...

New associations, new faces, new inspirations...

I feel alive again! Fresh and rearing to go! And as always, it's the little things that make me smile...

Bring it on, bring on whatever you got. I'm A-Ready! :)

BETWEEN THE LINES...

well we can’t change the world
we sure can change the way we live

we can’t only take
also have to learn to give

people corrupt
’cause they don’t understand
there’s book of truths
and a book of lies
think with your heart
read between the lines

things aren’t always how they seem
we got to make the best of it
eye for eye
tooth for tooth
sometimes we’re blind
we can still see the truth

sometimes we’re lost
sometimes we’re blind
think with your heart
read between the lines
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{PS- The video isn't exactly great. But whatever. Love the song.}

COME AWAY WITH ME...

Come away with me in the night
Come away with me
And I will write you a song

Come away with me on a bus
Come away where they can't tempt us
With their lies

And I want to walk with you
On a cloudy day
In fields where the yellow grass grows knee-high
So won't you try to come?

Come away with me and we'll kiss
On a mountaintop
Come away with me
And I'll never stop loving you

And I want to wake up with the rain
Falling on a tin roof
While I'm safe there in your arms
So all I ask is for you
To come away with me in the night
Come away with me

SIGGHHHHHH!!

so i just did the impossible... temporarily deactivated my Facebook account for the next 2.5-3 months, till my exams. Why? Well, because it's the biggest distraction right now, whether on phone or on the comp.
It's like an addiction, that social networking site. Shows you the power of the social media. Ah well.
Boy...am i gonna be fidgety! But we shall fight this. Humph! Just like everything else, this too shall pass.
- wipes away the tears-
So long FB! see you soon! -blows into the handkerchief-