Snapshots of life - 2

I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping

While my guitar gently weeps

I look at the floor and I see it need sweeping

Still my guitar gently weeps

I don't know why nobody told you

how to unfold you love

I don't know how someone controlled you

they bought and sold you

I look at the world and I notice it's turning

While my guitar gently weeps

With every mistake we must surely be learning

Still my guitar gently weeps

I don't know how you were diverted

you were perverted too

I don't know how you were inverted

no one alerted you

I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping

While my guitar gently weeps

I look at you all

Still my guitar gently weeps

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One of my all time favorite songs. So much meaning in the melody.

Sitting devoid of company in the post-lunch stupor, I'm hearing this for the fourth time in a row and I have no idea as to how many times I'm going to listen to it hereafter.

The melody transports me back to the 60s(my obsession with the era is legendary) or the closest to it I have seen.

The Cedars, the sound of the river, the fragrance of incense, of freshly baked bread, colorful baggy clothes, many colored people, semi-precious stones, tattoos....

All of that and much more.

Manali.

My emotional haven. Where nature absorbs all sadness, all worry and gives you back a sense of belonging.

Have you ever felt what it's like to be owned by someone, something ? It's a nice feeling. Like you can let go of the burden of the world and just fall unafraid. I've been owned by nature - by the pretty green trees, by the gushing ice-cold water from the rivers, by the sight of pure white snow; and all in Manali.

The sounds of the Beatles take me there, and I walk alone through those long winding roads where no one sees my tears. Where nature embraces me at every street corner. Someday, I will go back there. Just don't know when....

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I've been cleaning out my closets lately

Only to find dirt's tremendous might

The floors, they need sweeping

But there isn't a washcloth in sight

The corners are full of cobwebs

But I just can't reach them now

I want to make things better

But I just don't know how

The world never stops turning

But I am frozen in time

No control on todays and tomorrows

Coz' there's nothing that's mine...

Emotions!!!

These were clicked without my knowledge and perhaps that's why they capture shades of the real me....

Picture Courtesy: Nishant

(Thanks Nishant! :) )

Red and black

Found this pretty thing outside Mulshi's paradise cafe.... Was blown away completely!!

Untitled

Over and over, still in the race
Running away from yesterday
Derision, Repulsion and falling from grace
Losing the me along the way

It's a long,torturous charade
Woven along with inexplicable rage
Entangled in whatever they said
Unable to turn the page

Aimless poetry to assuage the grief
Aimless wandering to just let it be
Worn and faded like an autumn leaf
With nothing left to see..

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Somehow I think this will be an awesome death metal song..

Idle time

Idle time
If you've ever chatted on gtalk you would know that familiar orange circle- mr xyz is idle.
Its idle time for me right now. And it's orange. The lights are out in this part of town and a friend's studying by candlelight. Orange light. Everything looks so mysterious by candlelight. Even the boring plastic water bottle looks like its bound in threads of antique gold.
And the quiet. Just the sound of pages turning- as if they hold the answer to the unsolved mysteries of time.
A door shuts somewhere
A squeal of delight
a peal of laughter
The candle wick hissing in molten wax
A semi-nauseating smell of hair oil
A quick wind
The sudden darkening
As the flame tries to stay alive
A distant bark
And a flavor of the dark
Idle time
Idleness
Sheer nothingness
Like time just froze...


P.S: The lights came back on right after I finished the lines above- as well timed as the conclusion of a thriller and the World started turning again. :D

Qwerty who?

I've always looked at most business phones with a kind of derision. The cramped qwerty keypad- simply too many keys cramped into a tiny space. Replace the PC ?? No way!!
N here I am with my first qwerty phone and I have to say I am embarassed. It has all the necessary functionalities that you could probably need from a PC. I wouldn't go so far as to compare this with the netbooks which are the current hot property in the market, but still its capabilities are definitely impressive.
All in all I prove it to myself yet again that a negative reaction to anyone or anything is enough to ensure that I would eventually fall in love with it.. :)
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P.S: Wrote the above post on my pretty qwerty... And ran out of balance uploading it..So the edits had to come from the PC..Man do these service providers rip you off or what.... x(