All, all it's not alright
Your role it played through time
Come and rescue me
you're needed here at home
And your space, a moment in time
A hand to hold a hand I tried
Who was it called to you?
Who called?
Your story's alive with hellos and goodbyes
Bright lights, first kiss and drunken nights
How I miss you
I miss you now and hey
And I can't wait another day
And hey, that crooked smile upon your face
Oh, they'll never get old
all the stories you told
From the beach to the ring
to the songs of your soul
How I miss you
I miss you now and hey
And the rain
Falling cold outside
Covered me the day you died
You could have waited one more day
I should've called
I dream of your life, the war and the fight
The music you played, the love for your wife
And I miss you
I miss you now and
Hey, I can't wait another day
And hey, that crooked smile upon your face
Oh, they'll never get old
all the stories you told
From the beach to the ring
to the songs of your soul
How I miss you
And I miss you
I miss you now and hey
And I am mad at the age
That stole you away
By surviving the beach
You gave me my stay
And I understand by this that I am
All that you were was changed by the sand
but I miss you
I miss you now and
Hey, I can't wait another day
And hey, that crooked smile upon your face
Oh, they'll never get old
all the stories you told
From the beach to the ring
to the songs of your soul
How I miss you
How I miss you
4/26/10
4/24/10
I don't know...
There's something important I realised today suddenly walking with a friend. Sorry is a very futile word. It's just one word for "Shit!!! Couldn't help it". I mean, why say it? When the deed is done and cannot be undone anymore. It's just a formality that we say it. There's nothing to it...
It's embarrassing sometimes to go out with parents at this age. I dunno why it happens. Mum doesn't go out much because of her brand new knee cap. But with dad, especially at some store. whew!!! I slink away everytime he starts talking. At any store, at least 3 to 4 attendants will definitely come to know about 1 or 2 of his life experiences. And most of the conversations start with, "Dekho,amar boyesh to onek beshi jibon tao ami onek dekhechi" or "You have to agree that I am older to you, and more experienced" and then 1 or 2 stories would follow- "I used to live in Hong Kong and there this happened," etc etc...... And the attendants will but nod and say "yes sir yes sir". Its exasperating sometimes. I mean, c'mon leave the poor man alone. Everywhere he goes, he'll try and teach everyone, give them life lessons. Yes,definitely he knows much but excess use of it is exasperating. I think I have got that thing from him...which is again kind of exasperating when I think of it....
I don't know how to live my life. This thought somehow or the other creeps invariably into my mind sometimes. I mean, do I live it for myself? Do I live it for others? Do I go for it so that I have fun all my life because its a short time? Do I live it so that I can do good to the less fortunate and the poor? I wish I could arrive at some decision right now. But like everything else (as in my career, my objective in life) this aspect also seems hazy.... But why I don't know.
It's embarrassing sometimes to go out with parents at this age. I dunno why it happens. Mum doesn't go out much because of her brand new knee cap. But with dad, especially at some store. whew!!! I slink away everytime he starts talking. At any store, at least 3 to 4 attendants will definitely come to know about 1 or 2 of his life experiences. And most of the conversations start with, "Dekho,amar boyesh to onek beshi jibon tao ami onek dekhechi" or "You have to agree that I am older to you, and more experienced" and then 1 or 2 stories would follow- "I used to live in Hong Kong and there this happened," etc etc...... And the attendants will but nod and say "yes sir yes sir". Its exasperating sometimes. I mean, c'mon leave the poor man alone. Everywhere he goes, he'll try and teach everyone, give them life lessons. Yes,definitely he knows much but excess use of it is exasperating. I think I have got that thing from him...which is again kind of exasperating when I think of it....
I don't know how to live my life. This thought somehow or the other creeps invariably into my mind sometimes. I mean, do I live it for myself? Do I live it for others? Do I go for it so that I have fun all my life because its a short time? Do I live it so that I can do good to the less fortunate and the poor? I wish I could arrive at some decision right now. But like everything else (as in my career, my objective in life) this aspect also seems hazy.... But why I don't know.
4/16/10
Mine....
Some people you can never let go.
Somehow they will always be there.
And you will want them there.
And you will want yourself around them.
Always.
To all those people I can proudly call Mine-you're the reason for the sudden smile in troubled times, yours is the hand to look for in the dark, you're the one to high five in the awesomest times.
To all that we have and will.
**random scribbles, reminiscent mood**
Somehow they will always be there.
And you will want them there.
And you will want yourself around them.
Always.
To all those people I can proudly call Mine-you're the reason for the sudden smile in troubled times, yours is the hand to look for in the dark, you're the one to high five in the awesomest times.
To all that we have and will.
**random scribbles, reminiscent mood**
4/5/10
The Mighty Sting!!!
And I'll sting 'em all, n by all i MEAN ALL. Where were we? Oh yes....
I will sting them all- go WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
And then chotto kore TUCHUK!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!! The pain, they will feel it, ALL of them....Nothing, No one can stop me!!! NOONE!!! **echoes** NOONe NOOne NOone Noone noone!!! **echoes** A-HAHA-A-HAHAHAHA-A-HAHA-A-HAHAHAHA!! *mandark laugh*( dexter's rival remember???)
3/20/10
Always....Al-bloody-ways...!!!
This one's a doodle dawdle scribbling random post. Crap. Period.
Sometimes I do feel like crap. When people race ahead and I get left behind. Its frustrating. Here I am trying my hand at whatever I feel I am good at to give back something to the parents' expectations and each bloody time I end up with nothing. Always. Al-bloody-ways. Turns down me morale. I feel
1>useless
2>hopeless
3>pointless
4>worthless.
Utter crap.Always. Had the western vocals finals today at the IEM fest. I came 4th. 1.5 marks less than 3rd place.
With me its always these decimal or nominal numbers. Always. 1.5???
1> 1.5 marks less than 3rd position=4th at IEM fest.~~~ Discouraged.
2>1 mark less than the top score=Mr. Fresher title at college lost.~~~WTF??!!?!?!?!?
3>2 marks less than 3rd place=4th position at some random competition.~~~Dhurr!!!
4>Statesman Scrabble-I have been playing every year it took place from class 7 I guess- reaching semi finals,quarter finals, finals,then lost.~~~Crap,it goes on and on. Always.
5>National Scrabble Championship,Hyderabad-11th, just 1 more than the top 10 people.~~~ Not done,not fair at all!!!
6>8.8-ICSE marks=0.2 less than 9.~~~huh???
7>7.81-Semester marks=0.19 less than an 8 point.~~~ whY wHY WHY??
8>8.31-Semester Marks=0.19 less than an 8.5 point.~~~ WHY WHy Why??
9>ummmmmmmm......Can't remember anything else. But there has to be. This list isn't anywhere as short as far as I remember. Just wish I could remember what else was there in the list.
Anyways,fact is,its always those nominal or the decimal digits. Always. I'll come close to achieving something and then something or the other has to happen. Has to. Always. Its frustrating now. I keep on thinking about it. I bunked a whole week of college and practiced n practiced. Recorded songs, sent out for opinions. Yes, I get selected for the finals. And what happens there? Nothing... Fate has and always will run out on me. Playing dirty all the time. All my life. I'll get close to something I am yearning for. Almost tangible it is when She will just Snatch it away. Yes, its the perfect word for it-SNATCH!!!! ALWAYS......
Sometimes I do feel like crap. When people race ahead and I get left behind. Its frustrating. Here I am trying my hand at whatever I feel I am good at to give back something to the parents' expectations and each bloody time I end up with nothing. Always. Al-bloody-ways. Turns down me morale. I feel
1>useless
2>hopeless
3>pointless
4>worthless.
Utter crap.Always. Had the western vocals finals today at the IEM fest. I came 4th. 1.5 marks less than 3rd place.
With me its always these decimal or nominal numbers. Always. 1.5???
1> 1.5 marks less than 3rd position=4th at IEM fest.~~~ Discouraged.
2>1 mark less than the top score=Mr. Fresher title at college lost.~~~WTF??!!?!?!?!?
3>2 marks less than 3rd place=4th position at some random competition.~~~Dhurr!!!
4>Statesman Scrabble-I have been playing every year it took place from class 7 I guess- reaching semi finals,quarter finals, finals,then lost.~~~Crap,it goes on and on. Always.
5>National Scrabble Championship,Hyderabad-11th, just 1 more than the top 10 people.~~~ Not done,not fair at all!!!
6>8.8-ICSE marks=0.2 less than 9.~~~huh???
7>7.81-Semester marks=0.19 less than an 8 point.~~~ whY wHY WHY??
8>8.31-Semester Marks=0.19 less than an 8.5 point.~~~ WHY WHy Why??
9>ummmmmmmm......Can't remember anything else. But there has to be. This list isn't anywhere as short as far as I remember. Just wish I could remember what else was there in the list.
Anyways,fact is,its always those nominal or the decimal digits. Always. I'll come close to achieving something and then something or the other has to happen. Has to. Always. Its frustrating now. I keep on thinking about it. I bunked a whole week of college and practiced n practiced. Recorded songs, sent out for opinions. Yes, I get selected for the finals. And what happens there? Nothing... Fate has and always will run out on me. Playing dirty all the time. All my life. I'll get close to something I am yearning for. Almost tangible it is when She will just Snatch it away. Yes, its the perfect word for it-SNATCH!!!! ALWAYS......
2/28/10
The Martyr
You cursed my eyes open
When all I could see was black with glittering buttons of light when the light crossed.
And all I saw was white all around-a world different from what I had known and seen.
You're scarred and broken against the might and greed forced on
you.
And you plead to die, if not, get over the pain quickly.
And what was & never will be is in the disguise of the sheep that still bleats on the mountain side crying against the biting winds that storm from the north.
And you shall never be born again,
But we will carry on, murderers who killed you and me.
And you'll still beckon, you'll yet plead
And we'll lend our ears, but never will we ever meet.
Let my eyes shut and let me hallucinate of streaks of light in a place where silver women talk to trees,
Where lust and greed rarely meet,where you barely choke from the smoke and filth.
Yes we will meet there, in a world lost long before in dreams and songs,
And the sheep shall bleat on the mountainside while I'll look down,
Circling against the white rocks in the untouched blue, flying against the west wind that plays puppeteer to the trees.
And you shall be born again...
When all I could see was black with glittering buttons of light when the light crossed.
And all I saw was white all around-a world different from what I had known and seen.
You're scarred and broken against the might and greed forced on
you.And you plead to die, if not, get over the pain quickly.
And what was & never will be is in the disguise of the sheep that still bleats on the mountain side crying against the biting winds that storm from the north.
And you shall never be born again,
But we will carry on, murderers who killed you and me.
And you'll still beckon, you'll yet plead
And we'll lend our ears, but never will we ever meet.
Let my eyes shut and let me hallucinate of streaks of light in a place where silver women talk to trees,
Where lust and greed rarely meet,where you barely choke from the smoke and filth.
Yes we will meet there, in a world lost long before in dreams and songs,
And the sheep shall bleat on the mountainside while I'll look down,
Circling against the white rocks in the untouched blue, flying against the west wind that plays puppeteer to the trees.
And you shall be born again...
2/8/10
I don't I don't I don't....
I don't like a lot of stuff.
1. I don't like men wearing lungis.
2. I don't like mushy women.
3. I don't like saas bahu soaps.
4. I don't like having to do much work.
5. I don't like writing with blue pens.
6. I don't like my stuff thrown higgledy piggledy.
7. I don't like people talking for the sake of it.
8. I don't like the fact that i don't have a camera on me all the time.
9. I don't like those stupid bengali songs that people continue to sing on ctvn akd n such channels etc.
10. I don't like to wake up early in the morning.
11. I don't like going to college.
12. I don't like my cellphone,it can't play songs.
13. I don't like rakhi sawant.
14. I don't like the dog in my locality which keeps barking its head off in the middle of the night.
15. I don't like talking to people when i am sleepy.
16. I don't like veg food.
17. I don't like new bedsheets or new clothes that prickle.
18. I don't like the fact that my parents don't understand the fact that i have 2 lives n have to live both without trying to compromise on the other as much as possible.
19. I don't like very high society people and their stupid touchy ways.
20. I don't like being told off all the time.
21. I don't like mosquitoes irritating me.
22. I don't like when i am hungry and there's no food.
23. I don't like it when i wanna write but cannot.
24. I don't like it wen someone tempts me with chocolate and I can't have it then.
25. I don't like the fact that I cannot play guitar better than what I can.
26. I don't like tacky bollywood movies or songs like de dana dan n baamulaiza, yeeesh!!
27. I don't like garia,jadavpur and behala-it seems to be teeming with all the people of the city,n the rickshaws n vehicles,i won't even start on that.
28. I don't like splitsvilla.
29. I don't like the fact that I don't have a dog.
30. I don't like the tram system in Kolkata.
That's it for now I guess... :P
1. I don't like men wearing lungis.
2. I don't like mushy women.
3. I don't like saas bahu soaps.
4. I don't like having to do much work.
5. I don't like writing with blue pens.
6. I don't like my stuff thrown higgledy piggledy.
7. I don't like people talking for the sake of it.
8. I don't like the fact that i don't have a camera on me all the time.
9. I don't like those stupid bengali songs that people continue to sing on ctvn akd n such channels etc.
10. I don't like to wake up early in the morning.
11. I don't like going to college.
12. I don't like my cellphone,it can't play songs.
13. I don't like rakhi sawant.
14. I don't like the dog in my locality which keeps barking its head off in the middle of the night.
15. I don't like talking to people when i am sleepy.
16. I don't like veg food.
17. I don't like new bedsheets or new clothes that prickle.
18. I don't like the fact that my parents don't understand the fact that i have 2 lives n have to live both without trying to compromise on the other as much as possible.
19. I don't like very high society people and their stupid touchy ways.
20. I don't like being told off all the time.
21. I don't like mosquitoes irritating me.
22. I don't like when i am hungry and there's no food.
23. I don't like it when i wanna write but cannot.
24. I don't like it wen someone tempts me with chocolate and I can't have it then.
25. I don't like the fact that I cannot play guitar better than what I can.
26. I don't like tacky bollywood movies or songs like de dana dan n baamulaiza, yeeesh!!
27. I don't like garia,jadavpur and behala-it seems to be teeming with all the people of the city,n the rickshaws n vehicles,i won't even start on that.
28. I don't like splitsvilla.
29. I don't like the fact that I don't have a dog.
30. I don't like the tram system in Kolkata.
That's it for now I guess... :P
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