Now this is song writing…

9 08 2007
Sarah Mclachlan – I will remember you
***********************************************************I will remember you,
will you remember me?
Don’t let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories
Remember the good times that we had?
I let them slip away from us when things got bad
How clearly I first
saw you smilin’ in the sun
Wanna feel your warmth upon me
I wanna be the one

I’m so tired but I can’t sleep
Standin’ on the edge of something much too deep
It’s funny how we feel so much but we cannot say a word
We are screaming inside
But we can’t be heard

I’m so afraid to love you
But more afraid to lose
Clinging to a past that doesn’t let me choose
Once there was a darkness
Deep and endless night
You gave me everything you had
Oh you gave me light

And I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don’t let your life pass you by
Weep not for
the memories

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August 5th

9 08 2007

9:33:36 AM

Finished checking my mail. About to check my new pair of earphones. Creative EP 630. Its all about Noise cancellation.

7:27 AM

Finished a round of foosball. Lost both games. Looking forward to a day of job descriptions for my client. Now how can I make it “fun”???

12:29 PM Melancholies
Do not mistake my reticence for ignorance.
I only wish to help. I might seem distant at first, but am hoping to bring us a lot closer. Forgive me for the tears I planted on your cheeks. The time is now,to come to terms with my own incongruence, to make decisions.
I should have long realised that it was just a silly masquerade in my own private world. I should have realised that the clothes I donned were to be shed sooner or later. Each time, I have detained the anguish for later, out of sheer fear. No more. These things are never supposed to be secret, Things to be loudly acclaimed. This two-faced dialogue with myself is drowning me. Pangs of jealousy, of sheer loss will always abound. It is hard to quell dreams I have fleshed myself, but I know I can change them. I am happy though that you deserve each other. If I nurtured the love, so be it.
We will get back in touch. For now, we need to go different ways. We each deserve the right to remember the world when each other never existed. Take in the new panorama. I have tried and trust me it is not that bad.
Hope, I will gratify myself with the hope of finding someone better. Probably she is just round the corner. It is not that hard to dream. And for now, my dreams keep me company. Reaching out to the world that I live in, but that I know does not exist.
Like Mr Fenn says, “You can learn to love almost anybody. All it takes is the decision!”

But yeah, you do not know what you got till it’s gone.

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Where to from here?

10 08 2006

I have lost my charm.
He’s losing interest.
I’m not serving the purpose
I was meant to.

His lost diaries
To be seen by a few
A close conversation
Me and you.

Too many footsteps
Have come this way
Let me be the one to say
Please stay away.

If I could tell you again
I d tell u to be aware
Let him close to open me
His deepest secrets are meant for thee

But say not a word.
Just know the man
He might not be worth it
But maybe he deserves a chance.

Life after Coimbatore….

21 07 2005

Well…. Long time since i blogged…. i m in jamshedpur now… the home of the Tatas… i m pursuing “higher education”….. the flood of memories have begun to hit me.. a new one everyday… I started the day all pumped up….ready to take on the world …. lot of challenges ahead of u… right now… its bout 7 in the evening . here…. I ve been KOed…. down in the ring … waiting for my coach to throw in the towel…
Hmmm… Its 9.45 now in the night…. the mess served pulao today…..(seriously how can they call it that ?) ….. A lot has changed after the above para…. i m all up and ready to take on the world once… again…… what happened in between? Read this blog of a friend of mine…(Seb …. owe a lot to you !!!) Hes having a hard time too, from what he wrote… It always perks me up when i realize there are people struggling to climb out of the rut caused by life running over them…. what do u call it? empathy?…No……..Sadistic pleasure?…No…… rather the comfort knowing that…. u have company facing the crap…that u r not alone, in this struggle called life..

So this is what it takes. A blog from halfway across the country to get u up on your feet and running again. Set the schedule for the night. Yes, its still young. My neighbours are preparing for the upcoming elections. I m the only one stuck with preparing for the quiz coming Monday. Suddenly feeling very independant and in control of life.

I miss the slow lane….