| Monday, July 31, 2006 |
| In Memorium. |
Mohammed Rafi saab passed on this day 26 years ago, leaving behind the timeless legacy of his immortal voice and magnificent music for people like you and me who at the time weren't old enough to comprehend his greatness, but would over the years realise what we had lost.
RIP Rafi saab, the original rockstar.
Woh jab yaad aaye,
Bahut yaad aaye. |
posted by n.g. at 11:38
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| Tuesday, July 25, 2006 |
| beautiful day. |
i had an omelette for dinner last night.
with a side order of unlimited laughter.
and conversation with a cup of coffee.
that refused to leave me even after i had ridden the interstellar superhighway home.
it kept me up till past 5.
the world woke me up before 8.
and i just cannot begin to explain what the sky looks like today.
what the colour of the wind reminds me of.
why i smile at the scent of the raindrops on my window.
what i feel when i touch the world.
the heart is a bloom
shoots up through the stony ground
there's no room
no space to rent in this town
you're out of luck
and the reason that you had to care
the traffic is stuck
and you're not moving anywhere
you thought you found a friend
to take you out of this place
someone you can lend a hand
in return for grace
its a beautiful day
sky falls you feel like a beautiful day
dont let it get away
you're on the road
but you've got no destination
you're in the mud
in the maze of her imagination
you love this town
even if that doesn't ring true
you've been all over
and it's been all over you
it's a beautiful day
don't let it get away
it's a beautiful day
touch me
take me to that other place
teach me
i know i'm not a hopeless case
see the world in green and blue
see China right in front of you
see the canyons broken by cloud
see the tuna fleets clearing the sea out
see the Bedouin fires at night
see the oil fields at first light
and see the bird with a leaf in her mouth
after the flood all the colors came out
it was a beautiful day
don't let it get away
beautiful day
touch me
take me to that other place
reach me
i know I'm not a hopeless case
what you don't have you don't need it now
what you don't know you can feel it somehow
what you don't have you don't need it now
don't need it now
was a beautiful day. |
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posted by n.g. at 09:10
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| Saturday, July 22, 2006 |
| the mirror. |
| when you can find the courage to look inside your own eyes, and the sounds outside you get as loud as the deafening silence within, you can finally hear yourself over the noise. |
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posted by n.g. at 19:47
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| Saturday, July 15, 2006 |
| absolution. |
what else should i be
all apologies
what else should i say
everyone is gay
what else should i write
i dont have the right
what esle should i be
all apologies
in the sun
in the sun i feel as one
in the sun
in the sun
married
buried
i wish i was like you
easily amused
find my nest of salt
everything's my fault
i take all the blame
aqua seafoam shame
sunburn with freezerburn
choking on the ashes of her enemy
in the sun
in the sun i feel as one
in the sun
in the sun
married
buried
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
all in all is all we are
all in all is all we are
all in all is all we are
all in all is all we are
all in all is all we are
all in all is all we are
all in all is all we are
all in all is all we are
all in all is all we are
all in all is all we are
all in all is all we are
all in all is all we are
all in all is all we are
"not being yourself is a waste of the person you are" - kurdt cobain |
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posted by n.g. at 01:30
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| Tuesday, July 11, 2006 |
| For The Lil Imp Who Loves Pink. |
aazmaley aazmaley
aaj khud ko aazmaley
phirta hai kab se yeh dil sambhaley
bol yeh labb pe ruke hain
tere sajde mein jhuke hain
pal pal bikhre hain kitne ujale
kya karoon kya sochta hai
chain dil ka dhoondta hai
apni kismat ko jagale
beech ka parda uthale
aazmaley
aazmaley aazmaley
aaj khud ko aazmaley
phirta hai kab se yeh dil sambhaley
bol yeh labb pe ruke hain
tere sajde mein jhuke hain
pal pal bikhre hain kitne ujale
kashmakash ko chhod de tu
rukh hawa ka mod de tu
khaali paimaana hai tera
ho sake toh tod de tu
ek nayi mehfil sajale
beech ka parda uthale
aazmaaley
aazmaley aazmaley
aaj khud ko aazmaley
phirta hai kab se yeh dil sambhaley
bol yeh labb pe ruke hain
tere sajde mein jhuke hain
pal pal bikhre hain kitne ujale
let
yourself
be. |
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posted by n.g. at 02:07
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