You would never know how it feels..

When i saw our past a thing crossed my mind,
I was carefree, happier and you had your smile..
days were smaller and nights longer than usual,
Tired running all day but would still reach to you..

every morning would start with your wake up call,
Lectures would pass sitting in that empty drawing hall..
through the window i would ask you for a sign,
and then defend it when others saw you with your smile..

Days went by and we reached a point,
Where happiness would figure as just a passtime..
walking running and never getting bored..
Life was not for granted and was not to be sold..

Now i am scared when i look at that past,
coz it gives me hope that it can still last.. it wont..
i thought i made a friend out of a stranger you..
but in a friends mask you were a stranger and thats the truth..

What went wrong ? Did i not try enough..
or was it for granted that i would last..
i was there and i know you were too..
but i was alone and you had your few..

Past is gone and present haunts me now..
for i cant see you now i cant somehow..
I painted this picture for your colors to fill..
This is my story and you would never know how it feels..
You would never know how it feels..

"To part" is the ultimate truth

a lot of things in life Change, and the ones that have not, will change eventually;
i have had a learning journey in the last seven months. Few things have turned unusually absurd, few things made my day; few days brought happiness and that few happiness eventually parted.

i don't know if i am grammatically making sense but few things need to be told.
i met a friend called mohit in mysore, the less i know the more i learn from this wonderful human being. A very down to earth and a beautiful friend. someone who understands that life is not worth getting lost in our own selves but letting it bring a smile on someones face. I miss the bakar today.

i met another friend Ruta (cute and Fat Sister). i never knew that the person whom i hardly got to talk to in four years suddenly became a part of my life in seven months thats gonna last for a real long time. I cannot understand each and every joke she cracks and things on which she laughs her stomach out. i miss her today. Thank You for your time.

then i met another Friend nahid, cute i must say. She is another one whom i cherish for giving me the lovely memories in mysore. I didnt like the place much until i met ruta, mohit, nahid and Another friend of mine Rani. They have given a reasons to smile and i ll always miss them.

hope you guys are doing great and may God take you places.
Keep smiling always. Its 00:40 am i must sleep!

Miss YOu guys! Miss me Too!

i am still Alive..

its about 3 in the afternoon and i sit down in front of the internet
trying to explore into the world of imagination and inspiration..
part of me tends to argue with my own life at different points..
and to divert the attention i hear this extremely powerful song by
pearl jam called alive..

i wanted to know why did PEARL JAM write the song..

If you listen to the song, the entire song is a story about a young boy.
He lived his early age in a world which wasnt the way he thought it
to be..and at such a young age he was made aware of some bitter truths..

truth number one was that the person whom he looked up at as his father while
growing up was actually not his father..
and secondly his real father was dead some years ago..
eddie labelled this life of the young boy as "the Curse".. the kid wasnt completely
stable at that point of a time..
the only thing the kid remembered was that even as the world didnt mean much
to him at that point he was still ALIVE..

most of u dont really know why the song was written but one thing thats common among most
of us is that we tend to draw inspiration from the song And the way eddie puts it when
he look at the audience jumping and really lifted with the song.. the whole meaning of
the songs changes and he truly believes that the "curse got lifted"

by the way the young kid was EDDIE VEDDER himself..

Thank You eddie for the inspiration..

God Bless You"

the beginning

when i feel its dark,
i hope you can see what i feel..
the picture is not clear in my mind,
help me if you find it in me...

helpless for time

i held your photograph close to my heart
and fell asleep
that night was the one and one honest dream..
i saw a river coast, the closing skies,
a place nothing short of a paradise..
the cool breeze tickling the leaves
the moon hiding behind the skies
i looked at the birds and they smiled
as if they wanted me to fly..

i saw the stars and whispered your name
a tear heard that and it cried in pain
then a hand touched me and i saw your face..

you did not say a word and the silence prevailed,
you held my hand and asked me to smile..
but i did not.. how could i?
knowing you are here just for time..
i saw your face but i know one thing for sure
in the end i would watch you all go away
slipping away..
i would be so helpless tomorrow
as helpless as i am today..

Opposite Ends!

Opposite ends and they pretend that they are meeting..
and the soul that was burnt long long ago is still breathing..
and we dont know what we have in our hands
till we find that its gone
and no one belongs...

                           when everyone is standing on the long distant road

that keeps turning...
the soul that was burnt is still at the lost end waiting...