Resonating thoughts

Each day, when I wake up,I wish I could just go back to sleep and carry on dreaming the dream I can't recollect. Wishing the endless dream would just continue and I won't remember it ever again. I wish,lying quietly in the corner of the bed, in an overtly quiet house,that this feeling of overburdening pain that gushes through me in these early hours would just end. Where every moment shared and spoken, would just come rushing through. Each day,when I lay quietly awake,hoping I could drift away in some sense of bliss, I hear the neighborhood clatter and chatter drift in and some days I lay listening to the honking cars on the street below, hoping its you. Each day,when the sense of emptiness and the lower than ever self-diginity talks to me,I stare at the wall of the room and keep wondering where did I go wrong. Did I love less or trust more, or expected too much? Each day,as I wake up... I pray, that this feeling shouldn't emerge again tomorrow, only to wake up t...

It's in moments of glaring truth that you realize the value of the most precious things...the things that you always undervalued and took for granted... It's also precisely in these moments you realise, how the people around you are.. whom you need, whom you don't need....you easily recognize the difference between ingenuity and a genuine good wish.. and you also realise...it all doesn't matter. In the end... when the game is over, the king and the pawn go back inside the same box. When you lose out on your toy suddenly, you cry out of panic, but the sense of knowing that you might lose the toy to the other kid in the room- tomorrow, is sense of revelation, you begin to cherish your toy more. Caring for it more. It is in these moments, you learn to smile a lot more. Cherish everything a bit more.Love , a lot lot more. Forgive easily. And let go with ease. And suddenly you want to live your passion in all sincerity. It is in these moments, you understand and value every...

“When the music’s over..turn out the lights” Jim Morrison had uttered these prophetic words thirty years ago. It really is time to turn out the lights. Popular music today, as we know it has been stumbling about in the darkness of its own myopia. Now I know it’s a classic cliché for every generation growing up to lament the loss of quality in comparison to its younger counterparts, but it’s really true this time. For a rolling stone to gather no moss it has to roll downhill and what happens when it finally reaches the bottom, left on its own with no direction home, like a complete unknown?? Where are our music icons?? All we hear of them is on the latest “retro” complication cd or a duet with some new kid on the block or when they finally to get play a concert in our India or maybe a little more later in obituaries. Whatever happened to the songs that sent our hearts beating like a bass drum, music that made us grow our hair, rock stars that made “us” listeners’ feel like one. The ai...

Takes me a while to figure things out and more so to believe them and to be convinced of them. And it has taken me a lot of failures of the heart to believe-whatever happens,happens for the best. But how exactly are you suppose to feel when all that you feel, believe and had an inclination of being true .. was only a figment of imagination. Your own created imagination. Stupid. immature. Impractical- imagination. In my figment- I soared, I flew and most of all I was loved by the one who I love. But that's in my figment. Travelled across the horizon without a promise,without a surety but just travelled.. Plain and period. Spend it all off to just sit and watch the wonders of not being wanted.The hormone rushes of a 30 year olds and the phantoms of their fantasies- Exuding his drunken but true desires. Only to watch the ridicule of love - or the falling away of love that I harboured. Not for a year or two but exactly for half of an decade. As I sat by the stairs - watchi...