I was born for her,
Just like everybody else, I'll have my chance.
My first cry was a call to her,
26 years hence, I'm still waitng for the moment
I have seen people reach her,
The peace of getting the final piece of the puzzle.
It is not a matter of choice, or chance,
It is just a matter of when.
She waits for me, with her arms wide open,
She will not judge me, just make me a part of eternity.
I can't see her face, I can't tell you if she is smiling,
I don't know if the tears on her face are of joy or sorrow.
Then I get out of my bed, and walk down the corridor,
She is standing there waiting for me.
I have never felt more alive,as the breeze blows through my hair,
As I fall from the 10th floor balcony, to reach her, where all of us were born to be.
Thursday, August 31, 2006
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
ART!
This post exists because of Praveer's comment (he doesn't blog anymore so linking this to his face :).....) on this earlier post.
So I obviously landed on to this wiki page on Ron Mueck. I did not actually think it was art. That was because of two reasons
1) I do not understand art or what comprises art.
2) The pics on the page just looked like...well photographs.
NOW the punch....these ARE his sculptures.....I am posting the blown up pics of his creations (courtesy wiki) so that you can see the level of details and U tell ME if it is art??
P.S. I am a believer now....thanks Pravs!!
So I obviously landed on to this wiki page on Ron Mueck. I did not actually think it was art. That was because of two reasons
1) I do not understand art or what comprises art.
2) The pics on the page just looked like...well photographs.
NOW the punch....these ARE his sculptures.....I am posting the blown up pics of his creations (courtesy wiki) so that you can see the level of details and U tell ME if it is art??
P.S. I am a believer now....thanks Pravs!!
Monday, August 28, 2006
Dead Calm
Standing in line at the post office.
The counter for monthly income and senior citizen schemes.
Completely surrounded by old age
As nervous as I have EVER been
He can't see properly,
has to use a magnifying glass to sign the withdrawal slip.
She can't hear her cell phone ringing.
When she does, it takes her a while to figure out who's call it is.
Their readiness to help each other out.
The guy who can't hear properly, helping out the one who can't see.
The calm with which they stand in a queue.
In no hurry to get their money.
The politeness with which they lend you a pen,
coz you forgot to get one in the hurry of getting there.
The thoroughness with which they confirm the transaction,
Just to be sure, sure for the 100th time.
The fact that they won't stare at you,
coz, you did not let them overtake you.
The fact that they won't start honking,
Coz ur bike in front of their car just won't start, but the light has turned green.
In no hurry to get anywhere,
It is just a wait now.....
I was surrounded by a dead calm,
but it just made me uneasy and nervous.
As nervous as I have EVER been!!
The counter for monthly income and senior citizen schemes.
Completely surrounded by old age
As nervous as I have EVER been
He can't see properly,
has to use a magnifying glass to sign the withdrawal slip.
She can't hear her cell phone ringing.
When she does, it takes her a while to figure out who's call it is.
Their readiness to help each other out.
The guy who can't hear properly, helping out the one who can't see.
The calm with which they stand in a queue.
In no hurry to get their money.
The politeness with which they lend you a pen,
coz you forgot to get one in the hurry of getting there.
The thoroughness with which they confirm the transaction,
Just to be sure, sure for the 100th time.
The fact that they won't stare at you,
coz, you did not let them overtake you.
The fact that they won't start honking,
Coz ur bike in front of their car just won't start, but the light has turned green.
In no hurry to get anywhere,
It is just a wait now.....
I was surrounded by a dead calm,
but it just made me uneasy and nervous.
As nervous as I have EVER been!!
Friday, August 25, 2006
Of cups and vellas
I used to think a capella is a group Francis ford coppola fans. Then I watched American Desi. U might remember the version of old hindi songs in that movie. Basically all the harmonies are created by the artists with a very minimal or NO use of musical instruments.The Band is called Penn Masala. A band comprsing of Penn state students and hence the name.....
Their compilation album(Best of if you like...) is called "Out Of stock" and well it IS out of stock. Now the problem is I can't get my hands on it. So, if you can let me know how do I get this one PLEASE post a comment....
Their compilation album(Best of if you like...) is called "Out Of stock" and well it IS out of stock. Now the problem is I can't get my hands on it. So, if you can let me know how do I get this one PLEASE post a comment....
Thursday, August 24, 2006
Wishes and Hopes - II
He Hopes,
Kids don't have to walk barefoot and half naked,
Through the slime, human and otherwise...
He can see, one such kid smiling when his half naked dad
holds onto him.....hope still floats.
He Hopes,
People relax, and stop being in such a hurry to get there,
only to realise ,the have to get back....in a hurry.
He can see their wives/girlfriends calming them down,
so that they can spend some more time together.....hope still floats.
He Hopes,
He stops being cynical,
Politicians stop screwing the country,
Hopes for world peace....Ah well 1 outa 3 aint bad....
Hope still gasps for air...
Kids don't have to walk barefoot and half naked,
Through the slime, human and otherwise...
He can see, one such kid smiling when his half naked dad
holds onto him.....hope still floats.
He Hopes,
People relax, and stop being in such a hurry to get there,
only to realise ,the have to get back....in a hurry.
He can see their wives/girlfriends calming them down,
so that they can spend some more time together.....hope still floats.
He Hopes,
He stops being cynical,
Politicians stop screwing the country,
Hopes for world peace....Ah well 1 outa 3 aint bad....
Hope still gasps for air...
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Cover charge!
When I look for new artists to listen to I usually pick up "the Best of" titles or some OST. Once I like a particular song, then starts the shopping spree looking for the "well known" albums. I hate listening to covers of famous songs only to find out that these "artists" had just butchered the songs.
Now, there is an exception to the rule. Yesterday's, telecast of Michael Buble's "Caught in the act" concert Star world actually proved that this chap HAS talent. His originals were punctuated with a healthy dose of classics from Ray charles and other legends. He also played stuff like "sway with me". His style is more that of a crooner...a la Sinatra and the rat pack. So if you like that kind of music, you will surely enjoy this guy.
Here are the lyrics to one of Michael Buble's originals (is also on the ost of the date movie..I think :))
Worth a listen!
Song - Save the last dance for me
Album - it's time
You can dance-every dance with the guy
Who gives you the eye and let him hold you tight
You can smile-every smile for the man
Who held your hand neath the candle light
But don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin' save the last dance for me
Oh I know that the musics fine
Like sparklin' wine and go and have your fun
Laugh and sing and but while we're apart
Don't give your heart to anyone
But don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin' save the last dance for me
Baby don't you know I love you so
Can't you feel it when we touch
I will never never let you go
I love you oh so much
You can dance and go and carry ON
Till the night is gone
And it's time to go
If he asks if you're all alone
Can he take you home and you must tell him no
'Cause don't forget who's taking you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darling and save the last dance for me
'Cause don't forget who's taking you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darling and save the last dance for me
Save the last dance for me
Save the last dance for me
Source
Now, there is an exception to the rule. Yesterday's, telecast of Michael Buble's "Caught in the act" concert Star world actually proved that this chap HAS talent. His originals were punctuated with a healthy dose of classics from Ray charles and other legends. He also played stuff like "sway with me". His style is more that of a crooner...a la Sinatra and the rat pack. So if you like that kind of music, you will surely enjoy this guy.
Here are the lyrics to one of Michael Buble's originals (is also on the ost of the date movie..I think :))
Worth a listen!
Song - Save the last dance for me
Album - it's time
You can dance-every dance with the guy
Who gives you the eye and let him hold you tight
You can smile-every smile for the man
Who held your hand neath the candle light
But don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin' save the last dance for me
Oh I know that the musics fine
Like sparklin' wine and go and have your fun
Laugh and sing and but while we're apart
Don't give your heart to anyone
But don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin' save the last dance for me
Baby don't you know I love you so
Can't you feel it when we touch
I will never never let you go
I love you oh so much
You can dance and go and carry ON
Till the night is gone
And it's time to go
If he asks if you're all alone
Can he take you home and you must tell him no
'Cause don't forget who's taking you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darling and save the last dance for me
'Cause don't forget who's taking you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darling and save the last dance for me
Save the last dance for me
Save the last dance for me
Source
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
Wishes and Hopes - I
He wishes he was happy
She makes him happy
When a gust of wind brings her scent, before her,
When he can see the smile on her face.
When her eyes are locked on him,
brimming with the joy of seeing him again...
THIS makes him happy
When he can feel her fingers entwined with his,
When he touches her soft skin.
When her hands are holding on to him,
her head on his shoulder as they walk around...
THIS makes him happy
When he can buy her something that is of no use her , but of value,
When she haggles for the price, the difference of no use to her.
When she laughs outloud, because he is embarrased by this,
throws her head back in laughter and holds him close to her.....
THIS makes him happy
When he can touch her earrings,
When he holds on to her ring around his neck.
When he teases her about what she is wearing,
and she just looks at him, smiles and hides in his arms...
THIS makes him happy
He has never been happier,
He hopes no one asks him WHAT makes him happy.
She makes him happy
When a gust of wind brings her scent, before her,
When he can see the smile on her face.
When her eyes are locked on him,
brimming with the joy of seeing him again...
THIS makes him happy
When he can feel her fingers entwined with his,
When he touches her soft skin.
When her hands are holding on to him,
her head on his shoulder as they walk around...
THIS makes him happy
When he can buy her something that is of no use her , but of value,
When she haggles for the price, the difference of no use to her.
When she laughs outloud, because he is embarrased by this,
throws her head back in laughter and holds him close to her.....
THIS makes him happy
When he can touch her earrings,
When he holds on to her ring around his neck.
When he teases her about what she is wearing,
and she just looks at him, smiles and hides in his arms...
THIS makes him happy
He has never been happier,
He hopes no one asks him WHAT makes him happy.
Monday, August 21, 2006
The K9 Dil-e-mama
Should/Could a dog own a dog??
P.S. - blog turned 2 in May - Belated haffy boithday!
2 posts ago I posted the 100th post - well played well played :D
P.S. - blog turned 2 in May - Belated haffy boithday!
2 posts ago I posted the 100th post - well played well played :D
Friday, August 18, 2006
The lost gem
Recently the movie "Bluffmaster" was a rage in urban India. The soundtrack was pretty funky too...an assorted collection of old songs remixed, some new "hip-hop" tunes (Desi ishtyle) and a coup[le of tracks by Trickbaby. If you remember the nasal twang in the song "say na say na"...THAT was Trickbaby....for the record, I LOATH that song. So why am I writing this? Wellllllll...this band had released an album earlier....Hanging around I think it was called. You might remember the single "Slipping Through Your Fingers". Well the same album had this song. It wasn't a remix and surprisingly nice to hear. Worth a listen....
Band: Trickbaby(wiki page)
Song: Sea of Stories
Album: Hanging Around
Curled around my roots you built your house on me
Tired to your lazy bones securing my affection
Tugging at the space – it’s my sweet liberty
Man of you disposition never known rejection
I will not be bought
Like a rare endangered butterfly I’ve bee caught
Captured in your net – in the sea of your stories
Opened up my mind to infinite glories
Holding up the stars I don’t want the night to end
I thank you God it was an angel that you sent
Crying in the square is this the way to live
Kiss away the solitude – I think I’ve fallen
Running in the dark we play the fugitive
Secrets of women I have learned but have not spoken
I will not be bought like a rare endangered butterfly I’ve been caught
Caught in your net
In the sea of your love
Opened my mind
Now I can’t get enough
Hold onto stars
As I hold onto you
I’m thanking you God
The angel is you
Source
Band: Trickbaby(wiki page)
Song: Sea of Stories
Album: Hanging Around
Curled around my roots you built your house on me
Tired to your lazy bones securing my affection
Tugging at the space – it’s my sweet liberty
Man of you disposition never known rejection
I will not be bought
Like a rare endangered butterfly I’ve bee caught
Captured in your net – in the sea of your stories
Opened up my mind to infinite glories
Holding up the stars I don’t want the night to end
I thank you God it was an angel that you sent
Crying in the square is this the way to live
Kiss away the solitude – I think I’ve fallen
Running in the dark we play the fugitive
Secrets of women I have learned but have not spoken
I will not be bought like a rare endangered butterfly I’ve been caught
Caught in your net
In the sea of your love
Opened my mind
Now I can’t get enough
Hold onto stars
As I hold onto you
I’m thanking you God
The angel is you
Source
Thursday, August 17, 2006
Drunk and desperate = Dogs!
Got a SMS from a friend at about 5:30 in the morning. She was really pissed about something. A really bad day. That was wierd given the fact she had just returned from a party(stop, don't make assumptions...I know her and what u r thinking is not correct)!! Anyhow, I gave her a call and could make out she had been crying. As it turned out, a couple of guys got drunk, and started fighting over her at the party. The scene was ambarrasing no doubt. Here is the clincher...they actually blamed HER for the whole mess coz she didn't wanna have anything to do with either of them. She was sober, and these jerks were sloshed!
The fact that they were elder to her doesn't hold coz men are about 4 years behind their age in maturity anyway....but I for the life of me CAN NOT understand how the FUCK can you treat a girl as a bloody commodity man! Just because YOU have a miserable love life and she is out of your league...it is not HER fault....that is your "manufacturing defect" !!
On top of that when you can't hold on to your alcohol....shut your mouth and drink water!! How can you live with your self when you let some liquid actually control you and the next day you end up grovelling for forgiveness!
Anyway men are dogs anyway....so guys be a GOOD DOG....and BEHAVE!!
The fact that they were elder to her doesn't hold coz men are about 4 years behind their age in maturity anyway....but I for the life of me CAN NOT understand how the FUCK can you treat a girl as a bloody commodity man! Just because YOU have a miserable love life and she is out of your league...it is not HER fault....that is your "manufacturing defect" !!
On top of that when you can't hold on to your alcohol....shut your mouth and drink water!! How can you live with your self when you let some liquid actually control you and the next day you end up grovelling for forgiveness!
Anyway men are dogs anyway....so guys be a GOOD DOG....and BEHAVE!!
Saturday, August 12, 2006
The wait
He waits for the wind to blow,
to blow in his direction.
Maybe it will carry her sweet smell along,
maybe it will stop hurting so bad.
He waits for his eyes to close,
her memories to fill his mind.
Maybe it will be her next time,
maybe he will be able to hold on next time
He waits for her to wake up,
to look at him and smile.
Maybe next time he will be able to watch her sleep,
maybe she will be able to help him sleep
He waits for it to get cold,
for her ring around his neck touch him and take his breath away.
Maybe next time it will be her touch,
maybe THIS time he won't have to wait.....
to blow in his direction.
Maybe it will carry her sweet smell along,
maybe it will stop hurting so bad.
He waits for his eyes to close,
her memories to fill his mind.
Maybe it will be her next time,
maybe he will be able to hold on next time
He waits for her to wake up,
to look at him and smile.
Maybe next time he will be able to watch her sleep,
maybe she will be able to help him sleep
He waits for it to get cold,
for her ring around his neck touch him and take his breath away.
Maybe next time it will be her touch,
maybe THIS time he won't have to wait.....
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
best of Kailasa
I had bought this Kailash Kher album after the music channels and RAVE drilled into my mind "HOW BRILLIANT THE ALBUM IS".....it IS a good album, but not a work of genius from any angle. It still has it's moments though...It is hard to miss "Teri deewani" after the kind of airplay it got. A new video is doing the rounds too, I forget the name of teh song... One song that deserves a special mention is "Kaise main kahun"....after the first time I heard the song, I was surprised this was not the first single that was released....here are the lyrics....but u GOTTA listen to it ASAP and u'll get what I am "RAVE"ing about :) ...
Song: Kaise main kahun
Artist: Kailash Kher
Album: Kailasa
yahaa wahaa jahaa tahaa udati phiroon
kaise main kahun ki mujhe ishq huaa hai
dhadke yeh jorr jorr bhadake yeh chaaro aor
woh kyaa jaane chit-chor woh hai chandaa main chakor
bhole bhaale matwaale dil kaa kyaa karun
kaise main kahun ki mujhe ishq huaa hai
logon se sunaa hai mujhe ishq huaa hai
dharati pe aaj kal paaon naa dharoon
kaise main kahun ki mujhe ishq huaa hai
logo se sunaa hai mujhe ishq huaa hai
saari saari raat aur saaraa saaraa din
har ghadi har pal pal chhin chhin
ulti sidhi behaki behaki baatein main karoon
kaise main kahun ki mujhe ishq hauaa hai
logon se sunaa hai mujhe ishq huaa hai
chandaa ko rijhaaun kabhi taaron ko rijhaaun main
apne piyaa ko lekin sabse chupaaun main
unko padi hai kyaa main jiyoon yaa maroon
kaise main kahun ki mujhe ishq hauaa hai
logon se sunaa hai mujhe ishq huaa hai
yahaa wahaa jahaa tahaa udati phiroon
dharati pe aaj kal paaon naa dharoon
kaise main kahun ki mujhe ishq hauaa hai
logon se sunaa hai mujhe ishq huaa hai
kaise main kahun ki mujhe ishq huaa hai
logon se sunaa hai mujhe ishq huaa hai
ho mujhe ishq huaa hai
ho mujhe ishq huaa hai
Source
Song: Kaise main kahun
Artist: Kailash Kher
Album: Kailasa
yahaa wahaa jahaa tahaa udati phiroon
kaise main kahun ki mujhe ishq huaa hai
dhadke yeh jorr jorr bhadake yeh chaaro aor
woh kyaa jaane chit-chor woh hai chandaa main chakor
bhole bhaale matwaale dil kaa kyaa karun
kaise main kahun ki mujhe ishq huaa hai
logon se sunaa hai mujhe ishq huaa hai
dharati pe aaj kal paaon naa dharoon
kaise main kahun ki mujhe ishq huaa hai
logo se sunaa hai mujhe ishq huaa hai
saari saari raat aur saaraa saaraa din
har ghadi har pal pal chhin chhin
ulti sidhi behaki behaki baatein main karoon
kaise main kahun ki mujhe ishq hauaa hai
logon se sunaa hai mujhe ishq huaa hai
chandaa ko rijhaaun kabhi taaron ko rijhaaun main
apne piyaa ko lekin sabse chupaaun main
unko padi hai kyaa main jiyoon yaa maroon
kaise main kahun ki mujhe ishq hauaa hai
logon se sunaa hai mujhe ishq huaa hai
yahaa wahaa jahaa tahaa udati phiroon
dharati pe aaj kal paaon naa dharoon
kaise main kahun ki mujhe ishq hauaa hai
logon se sunaa hai mujhe ishq huaa hai
kaise main kahun ki mujhe ishq huaa hai
logon se sunaa hai mujhe ishq huaa hai
ho mujhe ishq huaa hai
ho mujhe ishq huaa hai
Source
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
:_(
Lost my aunt (dad's sister) to Breast Cancer today. My mum and her sister(my fav aunt) were also taken away from me by the same dreaded disease. I'm sad for the loss and somewhat relieved that she doesn't have to suffer any more. Tommorow is Rakhi, dad will be quite down tomorrow and there is nothing I can do about it.....
This one helped me get through my mum's death...the first time I cried after her death was when I heard this one...
Eric Clapton - Tears in heaven
This one helped me get through my mum's death...the first time I cried after her death was when I heard this one...
Eric Clapton - Tears in heaven
Would you know my name if I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same if I saw you in heaven?
I must be strong and carry ON,
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven.
Would you hold my hand if I saw you in heaven?
Would you help me stand if I saw you in heaven?
I'll find my way through night and day,
'Cause I know I just can't stay
Here in heaven.
Time can bring you down and time can bend your knees.
Time can break your heart and have you begging please,
Begging please.
Beyond the DOOR there's peace I'm sure,
And I know there'll be no more
Tears in heaven.
Would you know my name if I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same if I saw you in heaven?
I must be strong and carry ON,
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven.
Monday, August 07, 2006
Dylan's Magic
If you do not know who Bob Dylan is.....please shoot yourself.
He is ONE artist you can NEVER get sick of hearing.
One such creation of his:
Song: I want you
Album: Blonde on Blonde
The guilty undertaker sighs,
The lonesome organ grinder cries,
The silver saxophones say I should refuse you.
The cracked bells and washed-out horns
Blow into my face with scorn,
But it's not that way,
I wasn't Born to lose you.
I want you and I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey and I want you.
The drunken politician leaps
Upon the street where mothers weep
And the saviors who are fast asleep,
They wait for you.
And I wait for them to interrupt
Me drinkin' from my broken cup
And ask me to
Open up the gate for you.
I want you and I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey and I want you.
Now all my fathers and they've gone down
True love they've been without it.
But all their daughters put me down
'Cause I don't think about it.
Well and I return to the Queen of Spades
And talk with my chambermaid.
She knows that I'm not afraid
To look at her.
She is good to me
And there's nothing she doesn't see.
She knows where I'd like to be
But it doesn't matter.
I want you and I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey and I want you.
Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit,
He spoke to me and I took his flute.
No and I wasn't very cute to him,
Was I?
But I did it, though and because he lied
Because he took you for a ride
And because time was ON his side
And because I...
I want you and I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey and I want you
Source for the lyrics
He is ONE artist you can NEVER get sick of hearing.
One such creation of his:
Song: I want you
Album: Blonde on Blonde
The guilty undertaker sighs,
The lonesome organ grinder cries,
The silver saxophones say I should refuse you.
The cracked bells and washed-out horns
Blow into my face with scorn,
But it's not that way,
I wasn't Born to lose you.
I want you and I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey and I want you.
The drunken politician leaps
Upon the street where mothers weep
And the saviors who are fast asleep,
They wait for you.
And I wait for them to interrupt
Me drinkin' from my broken cup
And ask me to
Open up the gate for you.
I want you and I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey and I want you.
Now all my fathers and they've gone down
True love they've been without it.
But all their daughters put me down
'Cause I don't think about it.
Well and I return to the Queen of Spades
And talk with my chambermaid.
She knows that I'm not afraid
To look at her.
She is good to me
And there's nothing she doesn't see.
She knows where I'd like to be
But it doesn't matter.
I want you and I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey and I want you.
Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit,
He spoke to me and I took his flute.
No and I wasn't very cute to him,
Was I?
But I did it, though and because he lied
Because he took you for a ride
And because time was ON his side
And because I...
I want you and I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey and I want you
Source for the lyrics
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