Eyeball of the Sky
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“Don't be dismayed at goodbyes, a farewell is necessary before you can meet again and meeting again, after moments or lifetimes, is certain for those who are friends.”

                                                    - Richard Bach

 

O breeze, wafting through the mountains...
O breeze, bedecked like a bridegroom...
Descending after worshipping the cross at the altar...
God's own country shall consent for a warm welcome..

O` Beloved....O` Beloved...
Aaromale!

In the sacred fragment of this auspicious moment...
O Bride, May you be blessed with a long wedded life...
In the inner sanctum of the dark night...
O Star..what are withholding yourself for?
Like a ray of light in the mist of the dawn...
My lady! Are you standing afar?

On the withering boughs O` cuckoo, did you sing sweetly?
Did the festive fragrances trace the crimson flames in the earthen lamps?

O` Beloved....O` Beloved...
Aaromale!

Does the sea still possess the love... to serenade the shore?
Does the love still fathom in the heart... to be melted like wax?

In the sacred fragment of this auspicious moment...
O` Bride, may you be blessed with a long wedded life...
In the inner sanctum of the dark night...
O` Star..what are withholding yourself for?
Like a ray of light in the mist of the dawn...
My lady! Are you standing afar?

O` Beloved....O Beloved...
Aaromale!

Original Malayalam Lyrics: Kaithapram; Translation by: Anonymous; Source: Wikipedia; Film: Vinaithaandi Varuvaaya

I cant remember if I wished for anything in my life this strongly.. but today I want to...

I don't know if I have to ask God or science or whatever...

1 more day...

And I just hope my wish gets answered... by some miracle.

Praying!

Aur phir yun hua...
Raat ek khawab ne jagaa diya,
Aur phir yun hua..
Raat ek khawab ne jagaa diya,
Phir yun hua, chaand ki woh dali ghul gayee,
Aur yun hua, khawab ki woh ladi khul gayee,
Chalti rahee be-nooriyaan,
Chalte rahe andheron ki..roshni ke tale..
Phir nahii so sake..
Ek sadi ke liye...hum diljale..
Phir nahii so sake...
Ek sadi ke liye.. hum diljale..
Aur phir yun hua, Subah ki dhool ne udaa diya..
Aur phir yun hua, Subah ki dhool ne udaa diya..
Phir yun hua, chehre ke naksh sab dhul gayee,
Aur yun hua, gard the.. gard mein rul gaye,
tanhaaiyaan odhe hue..
galte rahe bheege hue..
Aansuon se gale...
Phir nahii so sake, ek sadi ke liye hum diljale,
Ek sadi ke liye hum diljale...

 

Written by: Gulzar; Music: Vishal Bharadwaj; Source: Soundtrack of Striker

Oh it's a mystery to me.
We have a greed, with which we have agreed...
and you think you have to want more than you need...
until you have it all, you won't be free.

Society! you're a crazy breed.
I hope you're not lonely, without me.

When you want more than you have, you think you need...
and when you think more than you want, your thoughts begin to bleed.
I think I need to find a bigger place...
cause when you have more than you think, you need more space.

Society! you're a crazy breed.
I hope you're not lonely, without me.
Society, crazy indeed...
I hope you're not lonely, without me.

There's those thinking more or less, less is more,
but if less is more, how are you keeping score?
It means for every point you make, your level drops.
Kinda like you're starting from the top...
and you can't do that.

Society! you're a crazy breed.
I hope you're not lonely, without me.
Society! crazy indeed...
I hope you're not lonely, without me
Society! have mercy on me.
I hope you're not angry, if I disagree.
Society! crazy indeed.
I hope you're not lonely...
without me.

written by Jerry Hannan. Performed by Eddie Vedder. From the OST of 'Into the Wild'

The temperature on the thermometer reads 102. And it is 3rd day already. Thats enough for my parents to confine me to bed, bread and coconut water. The last time i had a high temperature was in 2006. The temperate was 105 and I had an exam the next day morning and I also had a marriage to attend.

Till i was 26, I never had fever attacks frequently. I might have gone through Typhoid and Jaundice, but in all, fever might have struck me hardly 6 times. But ever since I started working, fever seems to be striking atleast once in a year. Apart from that, other health hazards keep popping up, thanks to my immobile job. I remember once my middle-finger (no pun intended), developed such a swelling and pain, that i did not understand what happened. It happened overnight. Then, my infamous leg fracture, which kept me on bed for 2 months. That was an year ago.

In all, if i look back, I think health issues are on rise and I need to do something about it. An exercise is a must for sure and I need to diligently practise morning walk or jog, once i am back in proper shape. I need to change my food habits too. Its high time i have proper breakfast in the morning. I have been skipping it. And yes, i need to have more fruits.

One decision I am glad about is that I have kicked hard liquor. And it is not a conscious decision but something that just came out of distaste during a moment. Last week I had vodka and strangely, I could not have it comfortably. I had to throw it. There was a time when i used to have only vodka and now, there came a day when i felt "enough is enough". I dont think i will have vodka again. And i feel good about it. Like they say, there is a moment for everything.

There is a reason behind this post. I want it to serve as a note, written by me, that reminds me that I need to get little conscious about my health and eating habits. The thought is running in my mind and i dont want to keep it there. I am afraid i might ignore the thought, but if it atleast stares at me, from my blog, I can get little more conscious about my care or negligence, as the case may be. I think this post is a good barometer, for the days to come. Let me see how i fare.

For now, its time to get back to my tablets, bread, coconut water and a nice book to read. A book is such a wonderful companion, especially when you are tied to bed with sickness. I dont know if sickness is a boon or a bane, but I am having time for myself.

 

Life happens only once.And it is up to us to make the most out of it, by what we do, what we want to do and the people we choose to share moments with . Just one life! And still, it is strange that people have hundred reasons to  enjoy chasms and negativities instead of enjoying life by instilling more positivities, togetherness, good friendships, good dreams and a feel-good inclusive attitude. Why do people always look for a reason to break, instead of making something? Be it a relationship or society or life or whatever. There is always a disintegration instead of consolidating and making the existing things stronger. People are not happy with relationships, they break. Families are not happy with the generation gaps and they break. The less I talk about society, the better, for it has always been disintegrating. Why cant people live life normally, in a simple and healthy way, drawing all the good things of their life (be it goals, or people or whatever) into their orbits and by having fun with them? Do we have multiple chances to live life? no... Just one and yet, people make such idiotic choices to please some idiosyncratic moment or idiosyncratic facet of their personality, calling it "the best thing for the moment". A moment doesnt make a lifetime right.

Life as such has its own way of getting back at us. Disappointments are always there, that arise out of chances or situations or from certain sequences of events which are outside our control. Then why cant people manage things that are atleast in their control? Why do people want disappointments apart from the ones that life throws at us? Every person has his own path of life, which will come to an end one day. Then what exactly are people chasing? A good quality of life. It can be in any form, but what ultimately matters is a good quality of life, characterised by happiness, wise choices, intellectual enrichment, fun, affections, people, ability to whatever we want to do and ofcourse the contentment. Are all these threads too difficult to keep? Do we have to compromise on something to get another? or Do we have to ruin one element to win another? Even 2 sworn enemies will smile at each other, may be, when they are at the gateway of death. Then what would make people foment so much negativity in their lives, when they have just 1 lifetime to lead? Why cant people just be, with all the good things that matter to them? Afterall it is just One Life and people are still caught up with the micro-level negative aspects instead of weaving beauty by dwelling more on macro-level aspects of living.

Either I am wrong in expecting all this? Or I need another land/planet to dwell with my idealism, if people call it so.

Living is a customisable art, that no 'art of living' course can teach. But why is that not many want to be an artist in that! And I am disappointed with that.

As the sun sets starts a new life,
Inexpressive and exhausting…
In my dim eyes, then, you can read,
Few unwritten verses …
rain-kissed songs of soul...
The beats of the heart,
Now steady…now missing…
In my utterances you can hear,
Those silences which were...
orphaned by words...
but embraced by music...
But once the sky wears the midnight,
and as I close my eyes, for a dream,
I see you writing my verses,
And I hear you singing my song,
A wind-swept song which fades into silence,
As I wake up…

It is the strangest thing,
I speak to you and my words ring out.
All around they resound.
In nearby streets, far off groves,
In fields and woods beyond the rivers,
In your room and in my home.
And it is good that they should.
These smiles, sighs…gasps and cries,
Have learnt to travel beyond, in skies,
And I feel this mighty echo,
Is just a sign of present epoch…

“What is love like, mother?”,
Asked the little girl.
“Is it like the sight of a butterfly,
Dancing with spright on a blooming daffodil,
Sucking the light of the dawn?
Or like solemn silence,
Singing with the meadow winds?
Is it like the music we hear on a sea-shore?
Or like the songs that fill a night lit by the moonshine?"

"Is it like a rainbow piercing a silhouette,
after it rained in sunlight?
Or like the perfume of the parched earth,
drenched in a summer rain?
Or is it like a dewdrop hanging,
On a lush green leaf?"

“what is love like mother?”,
asked the girl again.
“Is it like a melodious lullabye putting us to sleep?
Or like the sleep that peeps,
Through the eye-lids of a baby?

Why are you mute mother?”, she asked.
Mother wore a smile and said,
“I was thinking of you dear,
it is exactly like You”.

Can two like-minded people, who have strong sense of individualities turn away from each other, just to let their individualism stay intact, instead of their like-mindedness?

If yes, for what? who gained what? who lost what?

This fragile piece of glass between us,
through which we keep looking at each other...
let it lie... as it is...
do not touch it... do not break it...
for it is our only hope,
to know each other...
looking at each other...

So what if it is a mirror!
we can still live with our contradictions,
looking at each other...

And my eyelids parted ways...
for the echo of the wink,
that resonated through Space
and reached eternity....
For when you are gone...
gone are the reasons to wink....
and to relive moments of euphoria.
With every wink now,
come more reasons to never open these eyes....
but my eyelids, they part ways, still
hoping you'll hear the echos of the silence
resonating in your heart...
I await those eyes, for in them lie
My reasons to live again...
My reasons to reach eternity....

Author: Anonymous

When Ecstasy builds up,

it is like raga Reethigowla bubbling.

And feet dont tend to feel the ground.