The roads...endless..seamless...

A dark highway...specks of light indicating human inhabitation in the distant, deep valleys.  Kurt Kobain softly playing in my ears.  And finally Silence, a respite from the constant honking that characterise every city, and Bombay, so much more; am smiling...

Travelling has somehow always done it for me.  And all the more travelling alone...it always makes me smile. My soul finds expression through it...

Travelling through the silence..through unknown roads, to destinations never explored before, through those hidden valleys..every bit of it! I find every bit of wilderness calling out to me, welcoming me , with its warm or chilled embrace. But its warm all the same. Somehow, with the wind through my hair, my heart jumps with joy. The solitude restores the bits of me that the cacophony had eroded. Travelling somewhere, anywhere, somehow manages to put together the misplaced pieces and complete the image...

The roads are where my heart lies, and hence like a friend says.. I’ll keep walking...

:)

Breathing...

Breathing...

"Breathe (2 AM)"

2 AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake,
"Can you help me unravel my latest mistake?,
I don't love him. Winter just wasn't my season"
Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes
Like they have any right at all to criticize,
Hypocrites. You're all here for the very same reason

'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button, girl.
So cradle your head in your hands
And breathe... just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe

May he turned 21 on the base at Fort Bliss
"Just a day" he said down to the flask in his fist,
"Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year."
Here in town you can tell he's been down for a while,
But, my God, it's so beautiful when the boy smiles,
Wanna hold him. Maybe I'll just sing about it.

Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table.
No one can find the rewind button, boys,
So cradle your head in your hands,
And breathe... just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe

There's a light at each end of this tunnel,
You shout 'cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
And these mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again
If you'd only try turning around.

2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me,
Threatening the life it belongs to
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to

But you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button now
Sing it if you understand.
and breathe, just breathe
woah breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe.

~ Anna Nalick