Music and blah blah:)

When will it rain? the earth will become a mirror to the skies, the chill of the winter will run down our spines When will it Rain? ps: so bored I'm of this cold

A disturbing happening: I went to mess to have dinner. While I was coming back, I saw four stray dogs playing outside. I sometimes give them chapati in case I find them outside our mess at dinner time. So I brought four chapatis from inside, one for each of them. I tore two chapatis, each into two pieces and threw the four parts at different locations so that each dog can go and eat his share. However amongst them, there was this one dominating dog who gulped inside his chapati quickly and attacked another one (who was relatively weaker), the two fought a bit, the weaker one screamed and the dominating one snatched the weaker one's piece from him and ate it too. the other two stayed off the fight. and I was in a fix. hated the act of that dominating dog. It was ugly, it was plain injustice happening in front of me and I'd no way to do anything against it. Developed instant sympathy for the weaker one and dislike for the dominating one. I went a bit away, waited for sometime hop

quick updates: - I LOVE home. - the greatest and the most perfect moment is the moment when you see your beloved ones in front of yourself. You have nothing to say/ask. Everything is conveyed in an instant. - absolutely loved the way bruno jumped when he saw me, he almost reached my face level. the little pup always somehow stands out as the best communicator when it comes to expressing his feelings. And that too, when he can not actually speak/talk in our language. Love him boundlessly. - Haven't felt so strongly for anything for a long time but right now can feel the pensiveness. May time just stop! May this moment never end. These holidays don't come to an end ever. Abhi to I haven't even talked to Mom as much as I want to. I haven't even played with Bruno as much as I want to. I haven't even look around in the home, haven't talked to the trees, the palm tree, the amla tree, the mango trees, the plants, the flowers, the vines I have grown up with. haven't

what a delight it'd be to create something as beautiful as this is.. tera hone laga hoon and Atif Aslam is truly gifted.!

The object of creation, The sun and its radiation, The cycle of seasons, The perpetual flow of reason, The power of winds, Art and colors of these deviations, The object of focus, The solar system and its locus, The folds on these clothes, These marks on paper, The irregularities on this wall, The music, crooned in this silent hall, The beats of this life, The motion of pencil and my fingers, The green leaves on the tree, Playful children counting one two three, That red rose, the colorful flower, The water filled in the jar, The books scattered all over the table, The mind speaking of the untold fable, The eyes moving in this thin volatile air, The vibes dreaming of festivities and fairs, Celebrate, sing in sacred epiphany, Let the body swing on this bittersweet symphony, Listen to the sounds called medieval, Mark all the words as trivial, Future holds the untold story, Wondering over Almighty's glory, All this, and everything, Every sentence and sequences of words, The meaning th

In a far away land there is a valley, With lush green trees, Covered with the most colorful flowers, A valley embedded with all the gems and jewels, A valley where lakes and ponds are filled with sweetest water, A valley where rocks are made of bright and shiny marble, A valley where the nightingale sings, The canary hymns to the trees and to the air, There is this place where the laughter of babies echo, Day in and day out, Where the lovers stand atop the hills and beneath the waterfalls, Stand in the immortal embrace, and shout to the sky, "We are, and We love." A place where the narrow walls have not divided the mind, Where everyone belongs to love and, Love belongs to everyone. Where ideas flow freely, where the mind floats over truth and prayers, Where the language of respect and wisdom is spoken, In that heaven, Into that valley of freedom, In that kingdom of love, I see you. I have seen you standing by the river side, Deers grazing and birds chirping around you, Your f

Into the midst of people, somewhere inside me, Theres something fluttering, By the winds of change, There is something moving, By the flow of the river, I feel the movement, Amidst the people, Somewhere deep within me. In the middle of my sleep, On the corners of my eyes, Theres a light, which shines It shines day in and day out, In the name of God, There is Hope, For the sake of something,, unknown, untouched yet always known, always loved.

It wasn't a good day I felt extremely low in the evening felt weird felt strange at the talks and at the kind of happenings going on to the extent that when mom called up heard me she could figure out there's something wrong with me and when she asked me the same I blurted out everything to her Everything. and then there was peace. she's my guide, my mentor, my every everything. She knew exactly how I had felt, and she knew exactly how I reacted to it. I should deny to grow up if this is what growing up is- was her suggestion, which I'll keep close to my heart! always. and all my answers reside in this beautiful song by Celine Dion- Maybe I'm old fashioned feeling as I do Maybe I'm just living in the part But when I meet the right one, I know I'll be true My first love will be my last When I fall in love, it will be forever Or I'll never fall in love In a restless world like this is Love is ended before it's begun And too many moonlight kisses Seem t