There are some gifts that are not really 'gifts' and yet they mean so much to you.
Some of the times, when you are feeling really down, there are certain people who sense it and help you deal with the situation. They might not offer a solution or make you happy all over again, but they might just help you deal with it like a man.
Today, Shruti just helped me in such a way. She sent me this poem and I cannot express how much apt this poem was or how it just helped me think positively. It was really sweet that she took the pains to search for hours and hours together to gather the most appropriate words to send to me. Such gestures make you feel so proud of yourself. Proud that you know such wonderful people who really are nice ! These days its so difficult to do something for others, and yet such wonderful souls keep doing such beautiful things to help us poor souls. Who says gifts have to be tangible or even big or valuable.... such small gestures are sometimes the most priceless gifts that a person can get.
As a tribute to a wonderful person, I reproduce the poem she sent me, so that all you readers can also appreciate the powerful words that Tom Krause ( the author ) penned.
Always Be Your Best !
When you think it doesn’t matter
if you fail or pass the test.
Keep in mind the reason why
you should always be your best.
While the whole world may not notice
if you tried to give your all,
there is a person in you
to whom it matters if you fall.
That little voice inside you -
which directs your thoughts each day -
will make the final judgement
if you won or lost each day.
Never can you fail yourself
if you give it all you’ve got.
The world extends a hand to you
when you give life your best shot.
For all that really matters
when you're finished with your test,
is not the final score at all -
but did you do your best?
- Tom Krause
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Friday, July 25, 2008
An innocent question !!
Formal dresses !!! It is a common practice to wear formal clothes in offices. So we always tend to dress up in blues, blacks, whites, greys ( not me !! grey is not for me), khakis, beiges etc etc. But pre-dominantly it is the menfolk who wear such colours. For men the definiton of formals is
1) Cotton trousers with or without pleats & shirts that are not cheks, usually full sleeves.
2) Colour of the above must strictly be non-flashy or bright. Usually the ones listed out above.
But for women there is no restriction of colour. They all wear reds, pinks,parrot greens, yellows (yuck !), even fluorescent. !!! And all these on a weekday. Sure they wear white-shirts-and-black trouser' type western formals too. But their concept of Indian formals, always baffles me. THey will wear all such bright colours.
Now do not get me wrong at all ! I love the cheerful colours. I absolutely love it when a woman walks in a graceful cotton salwar kameez that is as bright as my face on seeing her. Same for the lovely ladies who wear those graceful western formals.
All I am asking is for some equality for us poor men too !!!
I mean, why can't a man wear a nice bright coloured shirt to work on a weekday? And why are full-sleeve shirts so sacrosanct? I mean, why do I get pulled up for wearing a bright coloured shirt to work? I just do not get it. If these colours are jarring to the eyes of others, then would they not create the same affect when women sport such colours themselves?
There was this lady in this all male meeting yesterday, wearing bright pink salwar, bright pink lipstick and golden brown hair to complement her beautiful whitish skin. And she stood out like an eye-candy out there. The question here is should she realize it and be more restrained in her choice of colour or should we men stop looking at colours as being so jarring to our eyes? Do we need a change in the way we think? Do we stop looking at women who dress up like dolls in our offices as frivolous? I mean its so wrong to think of a women like that when she actually might be a sensible person ( most women are ). But still we men will make fun of her and talk about her looks and mannerism more than the content that she spoke.
Its true na.... there is something not quite honest about the way we think.... and by 'we' I mean both men and women....
A little thougth is required in our pre-conceived notions.... dunno if I made sense, but still... i feel there is some lack of honesty and some hypocricy involved here... somewhere somthing is not quite acceptable to my heart. !!
chuck it man!!! there goes another of those beautiful creatures in... oh, let me guess... a yellowish, orangish, reddish, maroonish, greenish dress....I cant even spot her face... her dress is that bright... he he !!! not to mention about her bright yellow shoes and cherry red lipstick. Along with him walks a man in sky blue full sleeve cotton shirt and a black pleated trouser. ! he he !! both are the same designation and have come to meet our head of the department. How strange is the way the rules are defined for men and women !!!
funny !!!
1) Cotton trousers with or without pleats & shirts that are not cheks, usually full sleeves.
2) Colour of the above must strictly be non-flashy or bright. Usually the ones listed out above.
But for women there is no restriction of colour. They all wear reds, pinks,parrot greens, yellows (yuck !), even fluorescent. !!! And all these on a weekday. Sure they wear white-shirts-and-black trouser' type western formals too. But their concept of Indian formals, always baffles me. THey will wear all such bright colours.
Now do not get me wrong at all ! I love the cheerful colours. I absolutely love it when a woman walks in a graceful cotton salwar kameez that is as bright as my face on seeing her. Same for the lovely ladies who wear those graceful western formals.
All I am asking is for some equality for us poor men too !!!
I mean, why can't a man wear a nice bright coloured shirt to work on a weekday? And why are full-sleeve shirts so sacrosanct? I mean, why do I get pulled up for wearing a bright coloured shirt to work? I just do not get it. If these colours are jarring to the eyes of others, then would they not create the same affect when women sport such colours themselves?
There was this lady in this all male meeting yesterday, wearing bright pink salwar, bright pink lipstick and golden brown hair to complement her beautiful whitish skin. And she stood out like an eye-candy out there. The question here is should she realize it and be more restrained in her choice of colour or should we men stop looking at colours as being so jarring to our eyes? Do we need a change in the way we think? Do we stop looking at women who dress up like dolls in our offices as frivolous? I mean its so wrong to think of a women like that when she actually might be a sensible person ( most women are ). But still we men will make fun of her and talk about her looks and mannerism more than the content that she spoke.
Its true na.... there is something not quite honest about the way we think.... and by 'we' I mean both men and women....
A little thougth is required in our pre-conceived notions.... dunno if I made sense, but still... i feel there is some lack of honesty and some hypocricy involved here... somewhere somthing is not quite acceptable to my heart. !!
chuck it man!!! there goes another of those beautiful creatures in... oh, let me guess... a yellowish, orangish, reddish, maroonish, greenish dress....I cant even spot her face... her dress is that bright... he he !!! not to mention about her bright yellow shoes and cherry red lipstick. Along with him walks a man in sky blue full sleeve cotton shirt and a black pleated trouser. ! he he !! both are the same designation and have come to meet our head of the department. How strange is the way the rules are defined for men and women !!!
funny !!!
Giving back to the society ! - eh ? what's that?
My senior colleague and me, were returning from our client meeting about 30 Km from Bangalore city. And since both of us share a nice rapport, we were having a free wheeling discussion on our careers, family etc. He narrated about his struggles in life working in Mumbai, Kerala and Bangalore. His outlook on how the career progresses and how we try and manage our family along with all this. Hmmm… he was telling me how on a holistic perspective, God had been kind to him. Although he never was rolling around in money and happiness, yet he says that there has always been a help from up above and that HE has always taken care of him in tough times.
Then he said that he can now afford the various luxuries of life and he donates Rs. 500 to some temple and charity. He said that it was a way of giving back to the society. Ever since ( its been a week now )- this has been going around in my mind.
Is this a way of giving back to the society?
Many people have a thinking that they have to give something back to the society. And donating money to temples and charity is a way of doing that. I am not sure if it’s the right thing. I mean…. I dunno . But for the first time I really am unable to frame my thoughts on this and that is precisely why I have put this on my blog before writing about it.
I myself have donated to charity and I felt nice about it. But then I never had the feeling that I am giving back to the society. I just felt like any ordinary thing. I am ashamed to say this, but I just felt like I just gave a rupee to the road side beggar. I mean, I made a donation to an organization and yet, I felt as if it was a …. Dunooo…… man ! This sucks ! how can I not feel anything and yet feel so much ? :-(
What is giving back to the society ? Can anybody really explain ?
Then he said that he can now afford the various luxuries of life and he donates Rs. 500 to some temple and charity. He said that it was a way of giving back to the society. Ever since ( its been a week now )- this has been going around in my mind.
Is this a way of giving back to the society?
Many people have a thinking that they have to give something back to the society. And donating money to temples and charity is a way of doing that. I am not sure if it’s the right thing. I mean…. I dunno . But for the first time I really am unable to frame my thoughts on this and that is precisely why I have put this on my blog before writing about it.
I myself have donated to charity and I felt nice about it. But then I never had the feeling that I am giving back to the society. I just felt like any ordinary thing. I am ashamed to say this, but I just felt like I just gave a rupee to the road side beggar. I mean, I made a donation to an organization and yet, I felt as if it was a …. Dunooo…… man ! This sucks ! how can I not feel anything and yet feel so much ? :-(
What is giving back to the society ? Can anybody really explain ?
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Hooked ?
Whats this thing about marriage, that everyone seems to be so keen on ?
If there is one question that I have to constantly keep on answering is , about my marriage.... whew !
"so any good news?", " so what plans for the future?" they ask
I shoot back," what future?" . " about marriage !!!" they exclaim.
What the heck, is future = marriage ? Geezzzz !!!
I can understand older people asking me that question, but I cannot fathom as to why even the young people ask me the same. Well, I expect them to understand our thinking more. But all they care for is " who is the new girl in your life?" " which woman are you dating now that you are single and a smart eligible bachelor?" whooaaaa... " what do you mean by that?" I ask, " Was I not eligible or smart earlier?" They just roll their eyes !! Boy, did I miss something here I ask myself. Instinctively I look into the mirror. And what do I see... well.... any changes in the past one year... well... ummmm... yes, I start the count,
1) clean shaven more often
2) lenses
3) long hair which, for a change, is well maintained ( still growing them but will chop them off any day, boss doesn't want me to look like a 'hero' - how sad )
4) more fat around my bones ( he ! he ! )
5) always a smile on my face
6) emminent lack of stamina - proof of my dour corporate activities ( or rather lack of it )
7) Dislike for money. Thats why I try my best to not be left with any as soon as possible ( chuckle !)
8) expert cook ( this has turned to be a curse - my mom was commenting the other day, " I always thought cooking is a criterion for girls to be called eligible but never knew that my talking about your culinary exploits will get the women flood me with marriage proposals."
9) no body odour (makers of BRUT must be a happy lot - hope they give me some shares for I too deserve to be given credit for the spurt in sales. Afterall I have been a loyal user of their product for 15 years now !!!)
10)naaahhhh... cant tell you this
So, .....
so nothing.
orkut was supposed to help find new friends.... but this marriage thingy has to crop up evertime I chat with my old friends .... everyone is obsessed with it... get a life man ! is there no other topic to talk about !!!! And when I say this, they feel hurt ! :-( whats there to be hurt about... I mean ! Chill madi !!!
And then there are these women from school who are now married.... and they think they have suddenly got the right to 'help me out as well '!! Can you believe that !!! They try and think of all the girls who liked me back in school or college and ask... " is she married already? why dont you tell her about you being single again. Am sure she still likes you. "
jesus !!! grow up woman !!!! that was school/college... long time back... people are not waiting there for me.... and its not as if I have a problem here finding women that I need to go on a search mission ! lolz !! :-) ammmo !!!
Arrey, even my sister is getting frustruated with this.... she already has to deal with the various relatives and family friends who seem to be troubling her with proposals.... to top it off, now she also has to be a messenger for 'pretty and homely ( what does that word mean anyways... duhhhh !!!) girls'. I still remember her class-mates commenting about the length of my moustache( ya, i used to have one back in school), my trousers etc etc and how my sister used to come home giggling and tell me and mom about all that...And now those very girls have become 'eligible and homely' it seems. But why me yaar.. go hunt somewhere else ! I am not ready to be caged yet.
We both were wondering the other day while we were out shopping on commercial street - " are we even ready for this?" It remained a rhetoric - thank god !
It seems all my friends are getting married - so? God, if they wanna then let them. why asking me to follow suit? I am a kid ! I wanna go to Africa, I wanna trek the Himalayas, I wanna bungee jump, wanna run as fast as the wind on the beach and win the best dancer prize for Latin American style.... kitna kuch karna hai abhi... :-) he ! he ! he ! I can see you laugh !!! You wait, guys !!! When you are busy panting away after your dozen kids and you over-weight wives, I will be hanging from some tree, trying to photograph the way the sun's rays fall over the rocks in some God forsaken land... maybe that land will be named after me "The Menon Place" - naah sounds like some run-down cafe in Puerto Rico.
Anyways I think I am blabbering enough... moreover my mood has changed to a pleasant one - thanks to the impromptu showers - rains just cleansed away all my irritation... whew !!! oh yeah... listening to spanish guitar pieces are a great way to pep up your spirits... am already listening to it... so I will now stop writing nonsense and do some 'leg-shaking' - 'hola :-)
beunas noches !!!
If there is one question that I have to constantly keep on answering is , about my marriage.... whew !
"so any good news?", " so what plans for the future?" they ask
I shoot back," what future?" . " about marriage !!!" they exclaim.
What the heck, is future = marriage ? Geezzzz !!!
I can understand older people asking me that question, but I cannot fathom as to why even the young people ask me the same. Well, I expect them to understand our thinking more. But all they care for is " who is the new girl in your life?" " which woman are you dating now that you are single and a smart eligible bachelor?" whooaaaa... " what do you mean by that?" I ask, " Was I not eligible or smart earlier?" They just roll their eyes !! Boy, did I miss something here I ask myself. Instinctively I look into the mirror. And what do I see... well.... any changes in the past one year... well... ummmm... yes, I start the count,
1) clean shaven more often
2) lenses
3) long hair which, for a change, is well maintained ( still growing them but will chop them off any day, boss doesn't want me to look like a 'hero' - how sad )
4) more fat around my bones ( he ! he ! )
5) always a smile on my face
6) emminent lack of stamina - proof of my dour corporate activities ( or rather lack of it )
7) Dislike for money. Thats why I try my best to not be left with any as soon as possible ( chuckle !)
8) expert cook ( this has turned to be a curse - my mom was commenting the other day, " I always thought cooking is a criterion for girls to be called eligible but never knew that my talking about your culinary exploits will get the women flood me with marriage proposals."
9) no body odour (makers of BRUT must be a happy lot - hope they give me some shares for I too deserve to be given credit for the spurt in sales. Afterall I have been a loyal user of their product for 15 years now !!!)
10)naaahhhh... cant tell you this
So, .....
so nothing.
orkut was supposed to help find new friends.... but this marriage thingy has to crop up evertime I chat with my old friends .... everyone is obsessed with it... get a life man ! is there no other topic to talk about !!!! And when I say this, they feel hurt ! :-( whats there to be hurt about... I mean ! Chill madi !!!
And then there are these women from school who are now married.... and they think they have suddenly got the right to 'help me out as well '!! Can you believe that !!! They try and think of all the girls who liked me back in school or college and ask... " is she married already? why dont you tell her about you being single again. Am sure she still likes you. "
jesus !!! grow up woman !!!! that was school/college... long time back... people are not waiting there for me.... and its not as if I have a problem here finding women that I need to go on a search mission ! lolz !! :-) ammmo !!!
Arrey, even my sister is getting frustruated with this.... she already has to deal with the various relatives and family friends who seem to be troubling her with proposals.... to top it off, now she also has to be a messenger for 'pretty and homely ( what does that word mean anyways... duhhhh !!!) girls'. I still remember her class-mates commenting about the length of my moustache( ya, i used to have one back in school), my trousers etc etc and how my sister used to come home giggling and tell me and mom about all that...And now those very girls have become 'eligible and homely' it seems. But why me yaar.. go hunt somewhere else ! I am not ready to be caged yet.
We both were wondering the other day while we were out shopping on commercial street - " are we even ready for this?" It remained a rhetoric - thank god !
It seems all my friends are getting married - so? God, if they wanna then let them. why asking me to follow suit? I am a kid ! I wanna go to Africa, I wanna trek the Himalayas, I wanna bungee jump, wanna run as fast as the wind on the beach and win the best dancer prize for Latin American style.... kitna kuch karna hai abhi... :-) he ! he ! he ! I can see you laugh !!! You wait, guys !!! When you are busy panting away after your dozen kids and you over-weight wives, I will be hanging from some tree, trying to photograph the way the sun's rays fall over the rocks in some God forsaken land... maybe that land will be named after me "The Menon Place" - naah sounds like some run-down cafe in Puerto Rico.
Anyways I think I am blabbering enough... moreover my mood has changed to a pleasant one - thanks to the impromptu showers - rains just cleansed away all my irritation... whew !!! oh yeah... listening to spanish guitar pieces are a great way to pep up your spirits... am already listening to it... so I will now stop writing nonsense and do some 'leg-shaking' - 'hola :-)
beunas noches !!!
Persepolis
Did you manage to catch this movie recently? Yes? - tussi great ho !
No - he ! he ! he ! go get a life then buster !!
I mean, how could anyone who claims to be cinema-lover miss this one? At the risk of sounding immodest.... what the heck...no risk-visk... immodestly speaking - I am a better connoisseur of cinema than you, in case you have willingly chosen not to watch this movie.
Its an animated movie. Its even more surprising that it made it to the theatres in India. Oh I am so glad am living in Bangalore. Its the perfect city for arts and culture... am loving every moment. I just wait for the weekends to catch a play or an exhibition or a concert or a book reading.... its only this weekend that I stayed at home for two full days doing nothing... absolutely nothing. he he !! There is a reason for that.
Oh this film is about rebellion... oh did I tell you about 'rebels' story of my life... ummmm...no I have not... ok I have to write about it sooner or later. Its about the 'rebel' in me and how my search for a fellow 'rebels' who turn out to be as boring and as hypocritical and as orthodox and as predictable as any stereotype would be. Whew ! Its about gradually being conscious of the rebel in me, then somewhere down the line loosing touch with it, my battles with normalcy and the resulting chaos that I created in my relationships,... blah blah... and such boring stuff !!! he he !!! Oh if you are thinking of the rebel as the commonly understood meaning of the term, then you are way off the mark... I have a different definition of what being a rebel is.... its not about doing things against the society, but communicating to the society.... hmmm... well wait for that post....
The last time I had given a short preview of a topic that I wanted to write about but was not getting the guts to write about - I ended up writing it ( the receptionist blog, about the females ). So this too is a way of ensuring that I do write about this topic too. I will... lets see how I finish it.
Oooh !! Do not forget to catch this movies as soon as you can. It was a really good effort. Won many awards... check it out on the net. Persepolis is directed by Marjane Satrapi and Vincent Paronnaud. A girl's take on the life in Iran during the upheavels ! A political satire, a dark and grim reminder... fantastic creativity.
No - he ! he ! he ! go get a life then buster !!
I mean, how could anyone who claims to be cinema-lover miss this one? At the risk of sounding immodest.... what the heck...no risk-visk... immodestly speaking - I am a better connoisseur of cinema than you, in case you have willingly chosen not to watch this movie.
Its an animated movie. Its even more surprising that it made it to the theatres in India. Oh I am so glad am living in Bangalore. Its the perfect city for arts and culture... am loving every moment. I just wait for the weekends to catch a play or an exhibition or a concert or a book reading.... its only this weekend that I stayed at home for two full days doing nothing... absolutely nothing. he he !! There is a reason for that.
Oh this film is about rebellion... oh did I tell you about 'rebels' story of my life... ummmm...no I have not... ok I have to write about it sooner or later. Its about the 'rebel' in me and how my search for a fellow 'rebels' who turn out to be as boring and as hypocritical and as orthodox and as predictable as any stereotype would be. Whew ! Its about gradually being conscious of the rebel in me, then somewhere down the line loosing touch with it, my battles with normalcy and the resulting chaos that I created in my relationships,... blah blah... and such boring stuff !!! he he !!! Oh if you are thinking of the rebel as the commonly understood meaning of the term, then you are way off the mark... I have a different definition of what being a rebel is.... its not about doing things against the society, but communicating to the society.... hmmm... well wait for that post....
The last time I had given a short preview of a topic that I wanted to write about but was not getting the guts to write about - I ended up writing it ( the receptionist blog, about the females ). So this too is a way of ensuring that I do write about this topic too. I will... lets see how I finish it.
Oooh !! Do not forget to catch this movies as soon as you can. It was a really good effort. Won many awards... check it out on the net. Persepolis is directed by Marjane Satrapi and Vincent Paronnaud. A girl's take on the life in Iran during the upheavels ! A political satire, a dark and grim reminder... fantastic creativity.
Aamir
Oh how could I forget to recommend this... am kicking myself that I missed communicating this to all of you through this blog. Only today when the movie is to be premiered on tv, am I remembering that I should have written about it a month back when I saw the movie. I would have atleast helped in filling atleast a couple of seats if not more.
Well its again a recommendation for a movie... I know there are zillions of others who write about movies, but then I just can't help but pay my respects to the makers of this movie.
Yes am talking about Aamir. Its a pity that due to the pressures that such low budget, sans-stars-films face, that this movie is already going to be premiered on prime time tv. Its such an amazing movie... I saw it and am in love with it. I am not saying that its one of those movies like Jo jeeta wohi sikandar ( which I can watch everyday and still not get bored). Its a movie that will hit you for the honesty and its purpose. I especially love the music.
What stands apart are the protagonists eyes - Rajeev Khandelwal must take a bow here for his restrained acting. I always have a penchant for anything that is restrained.
The lack of romance or leading ladies is so refreshing and reassuring. Who needs mindless romances anyways. Although at first I thought it would be a real dark sort of a film, yet when I came out of the theatre, I was smiling. All I could think of was the look on Rajeev Khandelwal's face when he stands there with the suitcase in the last scene of the film. I felt like standing up and saluting him ! He did one thing that a perfect gentleman and true lover of righteousness would do. God would just have loved him ! :-)
Please do watch this movie if you love good cinema. It feels so nice when you spend those Rs.200 for the PVR movie show at Forum and still come out feeling that the movie was worth every penny !
Well its again a recommendation for a movie... I know there are zillions of others who write about movies, but then I just can't help but pay my respects to the makers of this movie.
Yes am talking about Aamir. Its a pity that due to the pressures that such low budget, sans-stars-films face, that this movie is already going to be premiered on prime time tv. Its such an amazing movie... I saw it and am in love with it. I am not saying that its one of those movies like Jo jeeta wohi sikandar ( which I can watch everyday and still not get bored). Its a movie that will hit you for the honesty and its purpose. I especially love the music.
What stands apart are the protagonists eyes - Rajeev Khandelwal must take a bow here for his restrained acting. I always have a penchant for anything that is restrained.
The lack of romance or leading ladies is so refreshing and reassuring. Who needs mindless romances anyways. Although at first I thought it would be a real dark sort of a film, yet when I came out of the theatre, I was smiling. All I could think of was the look on Rajeev Khandelwal's face when he stands there with the suitcase in the last scene of the film. I felt like standing up and saluting him ! He did one thing that a perfect gentleman and true lover of righteousness would do. God would just have loved him ! :-)
Please do watch this movie if you love good cinema. It feels so nice when you spend those Rs.200 for the PVR movie show at Forum and still come out feeling that the movie was worth every penny !
Love Song for No One
Siva, my flat-mate, asks some intersting questions sometimes out of the blue. He on Thursday night again asked one question to which I am still wondering what the answer actually is. The one thing common between us is that we both have this tendency of asking questions to which we do not really need an answer to. I mean, we are fine if there are no ready answers available.
He said, "These music directors and film-makers like Ilayaraja, A R Rahman, Mani Rathnam, etc have gave us such good music and movies ! You know Anup, I have been the happiest when I am listening to their compositions or watching their movies. Some of the best times of my life have been spent watching or listening to their works. They have helped me face sorrow, feel happy, express myself, relax and feel God. And what have I given back to them? I agree, we can buy their CDs, buy tickets to their movies and above all appreciate them. Thats it.... what more .... I mean I agree they make a lot of money and are very well off in life , but still, can it be a fair enough return for all the help they did to me during various stages of my life? Tell me Anup? "
And a rare occassion when Anup went silent.... I could just nod my head in wonderment. I could not counter it and I agree !
A R Rahman starts every speech of his by thanking Allah. He says that, "This fame and fortune is all yours and due to your benevolence" and that is how he starts speaking. Everything he owns and creates, he gives the credit to God. How humble ! There are some times when I just wonder, whether I am a lesser human!
Anyways, there it goes, another song of the various gems that John Mayer croons.... John Mayer... listen to his songs at night, I bet you will find peaceful happiness. He is not sad in his renditon... but rather realistic. Usually there is no right or wrong, repentance or weeping, or even ecstacy ! somehow his voice and guitar strings just seem so right !
Staying home alone on a Friday
Flat on the floor looking back
On old love
Or lack thereof
After all the crushes are faded
And all my wishful thinking was wrong
I'm jaded
I hate it
I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
So tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
Get here
Searching all my days just to find you
I'm not sure who I'm looking for
I'll know it
When I see you
Until then, I'll hide in my bedroom
Staying up all night just to write
A love song for no one
I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
So tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
I could have met you in a sandbox
I could have passed you on the sidewalk
Could I have missed my chance
And watched you walk away?
Oh no way
He said, "These music directors and film-makers like Ilayaraja, A R Rahman, Mani Rathnam, etc have gave us such good music and movies ! You know Anup, I have been the happiest when I am listening to their compositions or watching their movies. Some of the best times of my life have been spent watching or listening to their works. They have helped me face sorrow, feel happy, express myself, relax and feel God. And what have I given back to them? I agree, we can buy their CDs, buy tickets to their movies and above all appreciate them. Thats it.... what more .... I mean I agree they make a lot of money and are very well off in life , but still, can it be a fair enough return for all the help they did to me during various stages of my life? Tell me Anup? "
And a rare occassion when Anup went silent.... I could just nod my head in wonderment. I could not counter it and I agree !
A R Rahman starts every speech of his by thanking Allah. He says that, "This fame and fortune is all yours and due to your benevolence" and that is how he starts speaking. Everything he owns and creates, he gives the credit to God. How humble ! There are some times when I just wonder, whether I am a lesser human!
Anyways, there it goes, another song of the various gems that John Mayer croons.... John Mayer... listen to his songs at night, I bet you will find peaceful happiness. He is not sad in his renditon... but rather realistic. Usually there is no right or wrong, repentance or weeping, or even ecstacy ! somehow his voice and guitar strings just seem so right !
Staying home alone on a Friday
Flat on the floor looking back
On old love
Or lack thereof
After all the crushes are faded
And all my wishful thinking was wrong
I'm jaded
I hate it
I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
So tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
Get here
Searching all my days just to find you
I'm not sure who I'm looking for
I'll know it
When I see you
Until then, I'll hide in my bedroom
Staying up all night just to write
A love song for no one
I'm tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
So tired of being alone
So hurry up and get here
I could have met you in a sandbox
I could have passed you on the sidewalk
Could I have missed my chance
And watched you walk away?
Oh no way
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Six Pence None The Richer
Take my sorrow and my sin
I will run into Your arms again
Hold me Father
Once again my tears are dried
By Your perfect love that's river-wide
Over-flowing
As I stand on its bank
With my arms overhead
I am overcome
As I breathe
The air of Heaven
Drawing in Your fragrance
When I breathe
I feel your fullness come alive
Inside of me
You're the breath that I breathe
Covered by the evening sky
I turn my gaze to where Your kingdom lies
Deep inside me
A silent whisper in my mind
Sweet surrender to Your love divine
Peace enfolding
In the stillness I empty my soul
And Your healing presence flows
As I breathe
The air of heaven
Drawing in Your fragrance
When I breathe
I feel Your fullness come alive
Inside of me
You're the breath that I breathe
It's taking hold
It's second nature when I
Savor...
When I
Savor...
You
As I breathe...
I will run into Your arms again
Hold me Father
Once again my tears are dried
By Your perfect love that's river-wide
Over-flowing
As I stand on its bank
With my arms overhead
I am overcome
As I breathe
The air of Heaven
Drawing in Your fragrance
When I breathe
I feel your fullness come alive
Inside of me
You're the breath that I breathe
Covered by the evening sky
I turn my gaze to where Your kingdom lies
Deep inside me
A silent whisper in my mind
Sweet surrender to Your love divine
Peace enfolding
In the stillness I empty my soul
And Your healing presence flows
As I breathe
The air of heaven
Drawing in Your fragrance
When I breathe
I feel Your fullness come alive
Inside of me
You're the breath that I breathe
It's taking hold
It's second nature when I
Savor...
When I
Savor...
You
As I breathe...
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