Saturday, June 28, 2008

"Leave Out All The Rest" Linkin Park

I dreamed I was missing
You were so scared
But no one would listen
Cause no one else cared

After my dreaming
I woke with this fear
What am I leaving
When I'm done here

So if you're asking me
I want you to know

When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed

And don't resent me
And when you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory

Leave out all the rest
Leave out all the rest

Don't be afraid
I've taken my beating
I've shared what I made

I'm strong on the surface
Not all the way through
I've never been perfect
But neither have you

Forgetting
All the hurt inside
You've learned to hide so well

Pretending
Someone else can come and save me from myself
I can't be who you are

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

;)

Anyone Else But You (The Moldy Peaches)

Soundtrack: Juno - damn nice for a movie soundtrack..


You're a part time lover and a full time friend
The monkey on you're back is the latest trend
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

Here is the church and here is the steeple
We sure are cute for two ugly people
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

We both have shiny happy fits of rage
You want more fans, I want more stage
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

You are always trying to keep it real
I'm in love with how you feel
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

I kiss you on the brain in the shadow of a train
I kiss you all starry eyed, my body's swinging from side to side
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

The pebbles forgive me, the trees forgive me
So why can't, you forgive me?
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you

Du dududu dududu du dududu
Du dududu dududu du dududu
I don't see what anypne can see, in anyone else
But you

is blind

"in her elusiveness, like a thought that presents itself to consciousness and vanishes before it can be captured by words, lay her peculiar charm"

all the things we did

unassuming and unexpected

colours like the rainbows

memories that break into smiles

happines in feelings yet unexplored

i call it the unbelievable lightnes of being

Something nice...

"think about the rain outside

when we made love

think about my expression when you sketched me

think about pleasent things

think about what we had

about the rain we got drenched in

love you kuts"

Monday, June 9, 2008

it rains. rather, it showers. day and night. never too strongly too long, never stops too long, that you forget that it might start again. the greens remain bright, forever glistening with fresh morning brightness. i can smell the pink flowers accross the garden, i can smell the cows tied accross the meadow. i can smell the trees and the bark, the smell of cooking from the back of the house. in the unhindered silence i can hear the kitchen help chat with amma. power flickers on and off, never lingering on for too long, always playful. in the night it is a game between sanyo emergency lamps, the torch, the inverter, the flurorescent lights, the TV and the buzzing household appliances all work in turns. it is still showering, like someone forgot to turn off the skies after the rain. tress envelop the house, greens assault the vision. it is ideallic, comfortable, timeless and intensly beautiful. they say you get tired of any surrounding after 15 minutes. maybe an overstatement, give me a day and i can still appreciate how pretty this place is. But i call it home, and by policy if you live in a beautiful place, its beauty cannot arrest.as i was riding down the state highway, on my way from Bangalore to this small town Kerala, i realised the place was so beautiful. No, not that i never knew it before, just that i had gone down to Coorg and commmented on how beautiful the place was, well on qualitative terms, it would be difficult to differentiate between the two. this place ranks pretty close. i just dint think of it that way. 'su' has this one line solution to most of mans maliases - the grass on the other side is greener, hm, maybe i can hear her saying this to me now.