Friday, August 27, 2010

Saluting the rootlessness...

I've been down and
I'm wondering why
These little black clouds
Keep walking around
With me
With me

It wastes time
And I'd rather be high
Think I'll walk me outside
And buy a rainbow smile
But be free
They're all free

So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home
So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home

I look around at a beautiful life
Been the upperside of down
Been the inside of out
But we breathe
We breathe

I wanna breeze and an open mind
I wanna swim in the ocean
Wanna take my time for me
All me

So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home
So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home

So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home
So maybe tomorrow
I'll find my way home...


Maybe tomorrow, maybe day after, i WILL find my way home...

Sunday, August 8, 2010

Changing times

Haven't been back blogging in quite a while now.Finally, like zoe's blogs, mine too start with the same line. each one of them in fact...well a lot has been going on....
I sometimes wonder how easy and difficult it is to make connections...with people, with objects, with things so very much at random...u see a painting , and u instantly know taht it is what u were looking for...on the other hand you may know people for ages, you may have grown up with them, but after a while you just know that connection doesnt exist any more... and tahts what gets me wondering...if its so easy to lose that thread that connected you to another soul, to any random object , to an abstract idea, then how do we explain the attachment which comes so naturally as a part of the liking?
Is all attachment temporary ? I've heard, and am sure, so have you, that Change is the only thing constant, but do we ever set ourselves by that? If we do, then why do we resist change so much?One possibility is probably that we get so accustomed to what we have, so comfortable around it...that we sometimes refuse to open up and see what lies beyond that, or maybe after that...With a very pragmatic view to what is, what has been, and what will be, the lesser we expect out of life, out of ourselves, and out of others, the easier and the more adaptable our existence becomes...and so it continues to be.What will all highs and lows life shows us, within the span of a single day, its strange and sometimes amusing too (i.e. if you are not subjectively involved) to see the way we react to the unexpected..be it good or bad...but who said life was a bed of roses..guess we just always want/expect the best/better/good things...well where do all the bad/worse/worst things go then???
And what does not kill you, only makes you stronger... :)