Words

i’m at a loss with words today.

although i can tell you in detail about my diwali or my sunday spent in the company of friends. and i can tell you about the weather, the light drizzle i soaked in yesterday with sun shining over the central park in connaught place. i can tell you about my desperate search for a rainbow then, as i’d read the science about the sun, the rain and a particular angle which forms them.

i can talk about this morning when i was late for no real reason at all. i can talk about this blank page which is not blank anymore, with little blue scribbles in blue ink and the pen that i hold in my hand writing all this. i can look deeply at the fingers holding this pen, the pores of these fingers and ‘the lines’ forming my varied destinies.

i’ve completed work, i’ve smiled at colleagues, i’ve co-operated with clients and heard whatever boss had to say. i’ve felt sun on my eyelashes and seen wind rustle the rusted leaves. i’ve heard ghalib and gulzar, lived lata and jagjit. i’ve been a poet, a philosopher, a writer, a child today, but however much i try, i can’t explain what i’m feeling.

i can tell, talk, hear, see, touch a lot of things, but somehow i’m not these, i almost am not present here.

no poem, no prose, no rhyme, but still everything, so much, but still nothing. just a feeling of calm and a silent joy within. just a deep desire to stop someone from boarding a bus somewhere in the sunday that was yesterday.

and i still have no words to say what i’m feeling today.

because a lover knows, says osho, here. and this, perhaps would be the answer dwaipayan is looking for.
Soul Steps II by Pam Ingalls; Image courtsey: corbis.com

and for a little different take on the arrival of winters, you can click here. man, ‘m loving this link feature 😉
as for paulo coelho’s take on love, my favourite topic, you can click here. yes twin, its my favourite topic these days.

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i’m extremely happy today.
and this number above will perhaps be the cornerstone for all my dreams.

okay, news guys.
i’ve an other blog on wordpress now, do check about it here.

This blog is an attempt to treasure some of the words & thoughts i come across in life. Mostly while reading, or listening to other people, watching movies, or even from radio… these will be the words by others, not mine.

Hope you’ll have a good time there. I surely will.

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Atul tagged me – and I did this tag in a far different way that I first imagined. I asked my father to do this one for me 🙂

Somehow felt inadequate attempting this. Although I like music and words a lot, but there was a feeling that I shouldn’t do it at this point in time. Perhaps later, but not now. Perhaps when i’ve known myself a bit more.

My father is the most important person for me and asking him to do this tag revealed some things that even I didn’t know before. As years go by and you are all grown up, you feel there is nothing new to your parent’s lives, yet the many facets they hold within, you can’t even comprehend. Yes Atul, this one is a difficult tag, he took a whole day to complete it 😉 And I’m glad I asked him to do this. and thanks, you helped a son know his father better. Here goes:

Your favourite lyricist and the lyrics you remember the most:
Shailendra

Your favourite song on friendship
Diye jalte hain, phool khilte hainbadi mushkil se, duniya mein dost milte hain

Best song portraying life’s emotions; about life, full of life
Main zindagi ka saath nibhata chala gaya; kahan ja raha hai tu ai jaane wale; na main dhan chahoon, na ratan chahoon

Which song are you humming today?
hum bhi hain, tum bhi ho, dono hain amne-saamne

One song which brings tears to your eyes
ab ke baras bhej bhaiya ko babul, saawan mein leezo bulaye; chal ud jaa re panchi; ae mere pyare watan

A song which gives you hope, reason to try again and again, a reason to say that life is beautiful
chal akela, chal akela, tera mela kisne dekha rahi

When you want to be with yourself, silent and content but with music, with song would that be?
ghar aaya mera pardesi; sajan re jhoot mat bolo; mann re! Tu kahe dheer na dheer dhare

If you have to express your love for someone with a song which would that be
chand si mehbooba ho meri kab aisa maine socha tha; hum intezaar karenge, tera kayamat tak, khuda kare ki kayamat ho aur tu aaye

Five songs which you listen to the most
This he didn’t attempted.

Now, as Atul said, the tag didn’t have a rule to tag-back. But I’d so like a few people to do the honours. Dee, Hagrid, Pheebes, Aklant, Twin, Lalitha, Velu, Pino, Dwai, Sigma among others.

Believe me guys, you won’t mind this…

and thanks twin, finally managed a link 😉

when more sundays have walked by and many more weekends have merged into memories, i’ll still look back at a lazy afternoon, when me & dee sat along a lonely dirt road with a stray dog for company; when the ground below turned into a workbook on which we played scribbles with thin brown twigs; and when what matterred more were not the years to come, but the moments themselves.

in the middle of a tiring weekend of a tiring life, those few hours served as a balm on a tired mind, as a calm within a tired soul; and when many more years have flown by, i’ll still look back at these memories and smile a tired smile.

and smile, a tired, sarcastic smile. hmmm.

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don’t i love this site.

its another weekend. these last few days, i’ve been blue without any particular reason . dee is blue too. she has her reasons though. hope monday brings some smiles for her. and for me. will you pray for us?
have a happy weekend 🙂
image courtsey, corbis.com. i suppose.

dee says,
subah

uljhe balon ko chehre se hata-te huye
bina istri ke kapdon se silvatein mita-te huye
faile huye kajal ko phir se aankh mein sajate huye
teri yaad, ek aur subah de gayi mere labon pe

i dare not translate this. but this is news guys,
dee has a blog.

u can access it at, http://oceanicmirages.blogspot.com

life. love. mirages.
what else do we need.

adi adds,
sabko aati hai zuban ki mohabbat
jisne ankhon se ki ho wohi jaane

hmmm.