Little Angel

Sleep my little angel sleep
this world was perhaps not for you
in our hearts we weep

Sign of the times?

I'm not happy these days... restless, temperamental, fidgety
Am not eating well, have been having stomach aches.....
Am not sleeping well, been having nightmares....
All through this, a song is running through my head

A song long lost with time, a song that some of you may remember....


this is how it goes





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trapped in my body
trapped in my soul
trapped in my body
and I think i'm getting old

trapped in a dream and you can't even scream
'cos there's no one ever here
stapped to your seat
and you can't find your feet
will this nightmare never stop

all alone, strange city
hot crowded afternoon
i've been stranded in the darkness
I can't see, there's no moon

trapped in my body
trapped in my soul

chased in a dream by a freshly rested team
of black horses drawing a hearse
crossing swords on the bridge of rewards
there's no winner or fat purse

all alone, strange city
hot crowded afternoon
i've been stranded in the darkness
I can't see, there's no moon

trapped in my body, trapped in my soul
trapped in my body, trapped in my soul
trapped in my body
and I think i'm getting old

in my body is my soul

The World's Most Pointless Song

Back in college, we used to love this song. Without this no party was complete... you just had to dance to this one. Now that I think of it, I can't figure it why it was a hit !! This song has the world's most pointless lyrics (short of 'Telephone dhun me hasne waali' from Hindustani)

If you don't believe me, read the damn lyrics.... specially the Hindi translation next to the original English lyrics and you'll get my point ;-)

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Oh my God, we're back again (Oh mere bhagwan hum wapas aaye)
Brothers, sisters, everybody sing (Bhaiyon Behenon sab milke ga-ao)
Gonna bring the flavor, show you how (Main swaad le ke aaoonga aur tumhe dikhaoonga)
Gotta question for you better answer now, yeah (Tumhare liye ek sawaal hai, tum jawab dena samje, haan !)

Am I original? (Kya mai asli hoon?)
Yeah (Haan)
Am I the only one? (Kya mai ek hi hoon?)
Yeah (Haan)
Am I sexual? (Kya mai maadak roop se aakarshak hoon?)
Yeah (Haan)
Am I everything you need? You better rock your body now (Kya Mai vahi hoon jo tumhe chahiye, apna shareer hilao)


Everybody (Saare logon)
Yeah (Haan)
Rock your body (Apna Shareer Hilao)
Yeah (Haan)
Everybody (Saare logon)
Rock your body right (Apna Shareer Hilao)
Backstreet's back, alright (Pichlee gali vaapis aayee hai, theek hai)


Now throw your hands up in the air (Ab apne haath hawa mein phenko)
Wave them around like you just don't care (Aise hilao jaise parvaah nahi hai)
If you wanna party let me hear you yell (agar tum party karna chahte ho to mujhe tum shor machate sunayi dene chaiye)
Cuz we got it goin' on again (Kyonki hum yahan fir se chaloo ho gaye hain)
Yeah (Haan)

Am I original? (Kya mai asli hoon?)
Yeah (Haan)
Am I the only one? (Kya mai ek hi hoon?)
Yeah (Haan)
Am I sexual? (Kya mai maadak roop se aakarshak hoon?)
Yeah (Haan)
Am I everything you need? You better rock your body now (Kya Mai vahi hoon jo tumhe chahiye, apna shareer hilao)

Everybody (Saare logon)
Yeah (Haan)
Rock your body (Apna Shareer Hilao)
Yeah (Haan)
Everybody (Saare logon)
Rock your body right (Apna Shareer Hilao)
Backstreet's back, alright (Pichlee gali vaapis aayee hai, theek hai)

So everybody, everywhere (To saare logon, sab jagah)
Don't be afraid, don't have no fear (Mat daro, na fikar karo)
I'm gonna tell the world, make you understand (Main duniya ko bataoonga aur tumhe samjhaoonga)
As long as there'll be music, we'll be comin' back again (Jab tak sangeet hai, hum vaapis aate rahenge)

Everybody (Saare logon)
Yeah (Haan)
Rock your body (Apna Shareer Hilao)
Yeah (Haan)
Everybody (Saare logon)
Rock your body right (Apna Shareer Hilao)
Backstreet's back, alright (Pichlee gali vaapis aayee hai, theek hai)

Tere Ishq Nachaya

Dil di peed oh hi jaane, jinne aap hi ishq keeta ......

Loki kainde ne rab hai kithe......

na mai rab vekheya, na mai rab jaaneya,
vekheya te ishq hi, jaaneya te ishq hi

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Kanjari Baniyaan Meri Izzat Na Ghat Di
Mainu Nach Ke Yaar Manaawan De

Lok Ishq Nu Bhul Gin De
Te Saanu Gal Vich Maala Paawan De

Ae Bulleh Shah O Di O Jaane
Menu Apni Tod Nibhaawan De

Tere Mein Ishq Nachiyaan, Ve
Kar Thaiyya Thaiyya Ve

Ae Ishq Ni Dar Da Maut Kolon
Paawe Suli Chadhna Paiy Jaave

Nach Nach Ke Yaar Manaa Layiye
Paawen Kanjri Banna Pay Jaave

Saanu Nachna Manaa Na Kare Koi
Asaa Sikhya Karma Pyaar Nach Ke

Saadde Nachan Di Saar O Ki Jaane
Jine Vekhya Nayee Ik Vaar Nach Ke

Mudoh Ishq De Rasm-O-Rivaaj E Ho
Aashiq Sadaa Manawde Yaar Nachke

Ki Hoya Je Bulleh Shah Nachya Te
Majnu Laila Da Paaya Dedaar Nachke

Kai Tarike Ishq Kareda, Kai Karda Nave Bahaane
Kise Nu Suli Utte Tangda, Kise Dasda Phuk Charaane

Kise Nu Aawe Hekh Charaawe, Kise Jangli Kare Thikaane
Aur Main Ki Daassa Mastaana, Kai Kitte Ishq Dewaane

Je Maahi Tu Qabar Meri Te Ik Vaari Pave Phera
Haddiyan Kabron Bahar Aakar Mujra Karsan Tera

Na Ban Moman, Na Ban Kaafir, Na Pandit Na Qazi
Bulleh Shah Uth Yaar Manaa Lai La Ke Sir Di Baazi

Pata Nahi Kyun Main Vekhan Vele Apne Yaar Te Nacha
Par E Ho Maan Hai Mainu Main Agge Yaar Te Nacha Nacha

Tu Nagma Jab Shuru Karda, Main Ose Vele Nach Painda
Tu Jis Rang Vi Nachaona E, Main Badle Yaar Te Nacha Nacha

Zara Aa Vekh Mehbooba, Tu Jaabaanza De Ghurmat Vich
Bohot Be-Abaru Hoke, Main Vich Bazaar Te Nacha Nacha

Aaj Sajna De Baajon, Sunna Chaar Chupeda Ni
Bhoolli Akkal Meri Main, Tere Naal Na Gayiyaan

Tere Ishq Ne Dera Mere Dil Vich Kita Ve
Ae Mein Zaher Da Payaala Bhar Aape Peeta Ve

Cheti Bawdi Ve Tabiba, Nahin Ta Main Mar Gaiyaan
Cheti Bawdi Ve Tabiba, Nahin Ta Main Mar Gaiyaan

Bawd Tabiba, Vekh Naseeba, Le Khabaraan Di Maar Niyaan
Main Mar Mitiyaan, Deed Di Bhukhiyaan , Takaan Val Val Maar Diyaan

Aes Ishq Di Jhungi Vich Mor Bolen Da Ae
Saanu Qibla Te Kaaba, Sohna Yaar Disen Da Ae

Saanu Ghaayal Karke Pher Khabar Na Layiyaan
Saanu Ghaayal Karke Pher Khabar Na Layiyaan

Jaddon Maari Si Addi, Oh Do Mil Gaya Piya
Tere Mein Ishq Nachiyaan, Ve Kar Thaiyya… Thaiyyan Ve…

Tere Mein Ishq We Nachiyan, Ve Kar Thayya Thayya Ve

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Baba Bulleh Shah

haiku

In this city I cry
Memories flood my mind
How we found love again

Looking for God?

Je rab milda nahateya dhoteya, te rab milda dadduan machiyan noo,
Je rab milda jangal phireyan te rab milda gaiyaan bachiyan noon
Je rab milda mandir - masiti te milda cham chidikhiyan noon

Ve miyan Bulleya rab onhan noon milda
Ati dil-eya achiyyan sachhiya noon

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If God was to be found by bathing and cleaning, then frogs and fishes would have found him long back
If God was to be found by roaming in jungles, then cows and other animals would have found him long back
If God was to be found in Temples and Mosques then the birds and the bats would have found him long back

Bulle, God will be found only by those who are true and good at heart....

Doling out advice

On a borrowed CD this morning was this song by Baz Luhrmann. It's called (Everybody's Free to Wear) Sunscreen. Some of you may remember this guy as the fellow who directed Moulin Rouge as well. Coming to the point, Mr. Luhrmann doles out plenty of advice in this song - of which many parts would have been the same, had I written it. I'd like to recreate some of those parts here... consider it advice for free

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...... Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth, oh nevermind,

you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded.
But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself
and recall in a way you can’t grasp now, how much possibility lay before you
and how fabulous you really looked...

You are not as fat as you imagine

Don’t worry about the future, or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum.
The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing everyday that scares you

Sing

Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts,
don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss

Don’t waste your time on jealousy, sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind,
the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself.

Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults,
if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch

Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life,
the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22
what they wanted to do with their lives,
some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t.

Get plenty of calcium.

Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.

Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t,
Maybe you’ll divorce at 40,
Maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary
What ever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either
Your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s.
Enjoy your body, use it every way you can, don’t be afraid of it,
or what other people think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own

Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.

Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.

Do not read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good.

Be nice to your siblings, they are the best link to your past
and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you should hold on.
Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the older you get,
the more you need the people you knew when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard,
Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.

Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander,
you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young
prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,
Maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.

Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it.
Advice is a form of nostalgia,
dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off,
painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth......

The bravery of being out of range

There aren't many more songs better than this one - an absolute classic. So true of our leaders, our politicians - the men in charge of our countries !!

Roger Waters at his best




Sing along

You have a natural tendency
To squeeze off a shot
You're good fun at parties
You wear the right masks
You're old but you still
Like a laugh in the locker room
You can't abide change
You're at home on the range
You opened your suitcase
Behind the old workings
To show off the magnum
You deafened the canyon
A comfort a friend
Only upstaged in the end
By the Uzi machine gun
Does the recoil remind you
Remind you of sex
Old man what the hell you gonna kill next
Old timer who you gonna kill next
I looked over Jordan and what did I see
Saw a U.S. Marine in a pile of debris
I swam in your pools
And lay under your palm trees
I looked in the eyes of the Indian
Who lay on the Federal Building steps
And through the range finder over the hill
I saw the front line boys popping their pills
Sick of the mess they find
On their desert stage
And the bravery of being out of range
Yeah the question is vexed
Old man what the hell you gonna kill next
Old timer who you gonna kill next
Hey bartender over here
Two more shots
And two more beers
Sir turn up the TV sound
The war has started on the ground
Just love those laser guided bombs
They're really great
For righting wrongs
You hit the target
And win the game
From bars 3,000 miles away
3,000 miles away
We play the game
With the bravery of being out of range
We zap and maim
With the bravery of being out of range
We strafe the train
With the bravery of being out of range
We gain terrain
With the bravery of being out of range
With the bravery of being out of range
We play the game
With the bravery of being out of range

(courtesy www.lyricsdepot.com)

For those who want to see God

Rab Tethon Vakh Nahi
Tai-yon Denda Dakh Nahi
Teri Vekhan Waali Akh Nahi

(God is within you, but you can't see, because you don't have the eyes to see him)

the tiger that roams free

am i the moon waxes and wanes?
am i the wanderer in search of a destination?
am i the son that everyone wishes i should be?
am i the guy that the woman wishes i was?

why am i bound to my desk?
why should i come home each night?
why should i not lie on the grass and look at the stars?
why am i not the tiger that roams free?

Never Tear Us Apart...

Don't ask me, What you know is true Don't have to tell you, I love your precious heart
I.... I was standing You were there, Two worlds collided
And they could never tear us apart

We could live, For a thousand years
But if I hurt you, I'd make wine from your tears
I told you, That we could fly 'Cause we all have wings

But some of us don't know why
I......... I was standing You were there, Two worlds collided
And they could never ever tear us apart

(Michael Hutchence)

Standing alone....

The night on the shore a lost man dreams.
He watches the fall, towards the east.
High up in the night, while the predator clouds of the evening announce their fury,
black oppressive masses, darken his vision of infinity.

The stars guide your destiny. Follow them for ever into an oblivion;
follow them to dream of infinity; follow them to die happily;
follow them to dry all your tears; tears that believe in their death.

Aren't the stars eternal? They reign for ever like Kings. They show him their paths.
Forget, I'm leaving for their destinations, for infinity.

khanabadosh

travellers across the sands of time reach an oasis after long
under the shadows of the stars that night they wonder what went wrong

for tomorrow means different roads, roads to be walked alone
in the cup of wine they share, sundry cracks have grown

quiet they sit, pondering over the roads they must now take
having lost all they had, there's nothing more to stake

misty mountains, babbling brooks; keep crossing their mind
but travellers across the sands of time, leave no footprints behind

Lost

Why is it that no one seems to figure out what I am trying to say? Am I incapable of expressing myself, or are people incapable of understanding? Do I speak in Klingon or do people find my ideas weird beyond comprehension?

I don't seem to understand relationships anymore, because I don't understand anymore what purpose they serve. Am I using them as a means to an end, or am I being used for a purpose? I can't understand what's going on around me. Everyone seems to be shouting at me, but everyone says I am shouting at them. I don't like my work anymore, but boss says I am short of commitment. At the end of the day who's right, them or me?

I think I know myself better than anyone else, so I guess I should know what's the truth. But if you ask me, then I don't think I know the person I have become. I've been trying to a different person for everyone. A friend here, an elder brother there, a lover here and a father figure, a good employee here and a good team leader there. But I don't wanna be any of them anymore, because I don't know which one of them is me. I don't know who I am anymore... I seem to have played so many roles that no more am I myself.

Am a nomad to some and stormcatcher to others. Dog to some and tractor to others... who am I? How do I find that out? I need to go somewhere, but where?

St. Anger

I feel my earth shake
like an earthquake, hard to see clear..
is it me, is it fear..

I'm madly in anger with you


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according to http://dictionary.com
an.ger - : A strong feeling of displeasure or hostility.

according to wikipedia

Anger is a term for the emotional aspect of aggression, as a basic aspect of the stress response in animals in which a perceived aggravating stimulus "provokes" a counterresponse which is likewise aggravating and threatening of violence. Very mild types of anger are typically described as "distaste," "displeasure", or "irritation," while "rage" refers to an extreme degree of anger associated with a loss of calmness or discipline (in the case of human conduct).

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Just the other day, I did an online test to find out which comic book superhero resembles my personality the most

no prizes for guessing... it was The Hulk !!

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My anger, My pain

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Fuck it all and no regrets
I hit the lights on these dark sets
I need a voice to let myself
To let myself go free
Fuck it all and fuck regrets
I hit the lights on these dark sets
Medallion noose I hang myself
St. Anger round my neck

Life's Song

If at all there was a song to describe who I am, it is this one....

....And the road becomes my bride
I have stripped of all but pride
so in her I do confide
and she keeps me satisfied
gives me all I need

...And with dust in throat I crave
only knowledge will I save
to the game you stay a slave
rover wanderer
nomad vagabond
call me what you will

But I'll take my time anywhere
free to speak my mind anywhere
and I'll redefine anywhere
anywhere I roam
where I lay my head is home

...And the earth becomes my throne
I adapt to the unknown
under wandering stars I've grown
by myself but not alone


I ask no one ...and my ties are severed clean
the less I have the more I gain
off the beaten path I reign
rover wanderer
nomad vagabond
call me what you will

But I'll take my time anywhere
I'm free to speak my mind anywhere
and I'll never mind anywhere
anywhere I roam
where I lay my head is home

carved upon my stone
my body lie, but still I roam.......