A friend to LISTEN!

F-R-I-E-N-D-S: People with whom you can be yourself. You have not to please them forcefully. No formalities attached. People with whom moments become precious and time flies faster than never before.

Right from being a toddler to whatever your age is now, we all have shook hands to bond with so many friends. And yes, har ek friend zaroori hota hai, likewise we all need a friend to listen. One who lets you talk and reflect. Who can fill in the silence and unsaid sentiments with a smile and soothe you. You vent out and confess things without apprehensions. And soon you see the picture clearer as the pieces of the puzzle come together.

A friend to listen, a heart to share…
One who gives you vision in moments of despair…

I know it’s not over yet…

The talks that we started

The songs that we sang

Promises that we swore

Dreams that we weaved

All lie unattended

Still and by themselves

I know it's not over yet

The story we began

I know it’s not yet the end

And it is better not-to-end.

Time has tricked us

And both our hearts are in pain

We fight our own battles

So we can run back to each other

Being one, once again…

I know it's not over yet

The story we began

I know it’s not yet the end

And it is better not-to-end.

I-N-C-O-M-P-L-E-T-E

That’s what it better be

Who says there’s a love story

That ever came to an end…

I know it's not over yet

The story we began

I know it's not yet the end

And it is better not-to-end.

Perils of the Sea, make the Pearl worthy!!!

For this who don't understand this language of the sea!!!....try diving into deep waters of LIFE that bring you challenging tides, dangerous-jaws and unimaginable hazards…and once you reach the sea bed and touch the pearl lazing in an oyster you feel you heart palpitate in absolute amazement and achievement!!!!

And you feel so not only because of the beauty of the pearl but…for the efforts you put in to find this rare craft of nature which not all can dare to fathom. Thus pearl is a pearl coz it’s rare to find had it been easily available on a roadside it would cost nothing but peanuts!

That’s why I say “Perils of the sea, make the pearl worthy”!!!!

Engrieved (Interpretation of the song IKATARA -Wake up Sid!)

Witnessing the present I feel future is so uncertain.And as I travel back in time, with a string of memory, on this journey of lifeI feel silly and small for sweating over tiny things.
It’s funny how we react to the momentary incidents, so un-mind-fully and impulsivelyand do not understand the value of our actions and words.
And give all the chances for misconceptions, misunderstandings and distances to dwell, nurture and grow beyond, over and above the size of life.
Our ego balloons- to cover all our vision and sight. It not only "dams" (blocks) but also "damns" (finds fault) our trust and faith.
In a moment all is lost and scattered.
And when the same dreams shatter, ones that you had crafted all days and nights, your eyes wishfully closed. They spill pain and grief with the eyes closed, now mourning over the broken hopes. Not wanting to see and face the truth-the grave of our aspirations.
It hurts and makes you so low on confidence that you don't want to dream again. Live again. Have faith again.
You loose yourself and surrender to the situation, feel numb and mute to the chaos in your life though the pain in your heart is unbearable. Looking time and again in the pile of acts, for that- one missing link which turned your joy upside down. Reflecting on the sequence of events. You some how find the courage, sit back, lean on your broken faith and look at the distant picture to have an overview of the complete story. But the shots of those happy moments make you both smile and cry in the agony of the great moments that exist no longer.