Like Rain, Like Music

At last! Monsoon has hit the north!! Ah! that inexplicable emotion! And the very fact that I am euphemising (is that a word?!) like a Renaissance-Victorian fake gentleman/lady is enough to attest how much relieved I am with the arrival of the rain!
Just yesterday I was blaming all the creatures/clouds/superpowers of the world for restraining rain and sending limitless humidity at our doorstep. Now I bless them all! Such is human nature - I completely realise the value of the comment now! And I am happy that I am a part of it. I am happy that sudden showers like today pour over the earth, bringing a 180 degree change in our mood, so that we learn not to brood over unnecessary things (like thunder) and breathe. :-)

Fulfilling the Aim of the Title

Hello, folks!
It's a rare post coz I hardly write when I am happy. But, I should be faithful to the 'dreamers', right? And I believe that dreams can be created at any point of time, whether one is happy or sad or angry (well, I'm not too sure about that. I never felt any dream sprouting up while I'm angry, except for insults), etc..
Now, for the reasons of me being happy. It's simple-- it's raining!! After a long long time! Washing away the heat and sweat, it's a welcome change. Besides, there are butterflies in my stomach. (You should know why. If you don't, then I advice you go and read any Victorian novel you can grab hold of. :-D)
Oh! One more reason! I got lots of mangoes today. :-D
What am I dreaming right now? Umm...maybe a happy today?

Eyes, Nose, Lips

So I came across this wonderful song by Tablo (korean rapper from Epik High) a part of which I can't help but share! The original song was sung by Taeyang (from Bigbang) but I must say, Tablo's lyrics hit the deepest cords in the heart. His words bring out the emotions which we all must have felt at some point or the other. Listening to the song led me to wonder, "Where does he find those words?" Well, some people like Tablo are born (and honed) with talents, and I am thankful that such people write for us who struggle too much to speak, but eventually end up in suppressing it somewhere unknown.
I won't linger much with my rather undeserving introduction. Let's immerse ourselves in the words and music!

"Forget a promenade, let’s juggernaut,
Down memory lane, leave no thought alive
To the slaughter house, i’m taking my pain
Time to sever my brain from my heart and soul
My knees are burning hot, but God is cold

I’ve been told, one day you’ll know
Too much of heaven’s a sin
After the show, it’s only hell that it brings
So take it slow and let time heal everything
They say that time flies, but you keep breaking its wings
You’ll never fade, fade to black
Please fade, fade to black
But the nightmares come back

Because your eyes, nose, lips
Every look and every breath
Every kiss still got me dying
Uh, still got me crying"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qhc_UpS6U3Y 

When I See No Hope

I don't remember
For how long have I traded
The same path
That turns around the stream
Towards the abandoned home.

Yet why can't I find
The path I need to take?

Encircling in endless uncertainty
My life revolves around the focusless centre.
My hand reaches out
But even the periphery rejects any intrusion.

Innumerable questions stay
Without any hope of getting answers.
Caught in the complex mesh of life
I fall deeper -
Into the unfathomable darkness.

Yet a tiny voice rings
Somewhere in the corner of my heart
Asking me to hold on
To the smallest straw of hope.

Still fear remains.

What if the straw has been blown away by the wind?
What if I lose the grip?
What if I don't find any answer
Even though I keep holding on?

That when the tiny voice says,
"Keep patience."

Haven't I kept patience for too long already?
For how long must I go on?
For how long must I walk along the stream
Until I find the two roads -
One used, another less trodden by -
That I will be able to choose?

My mind becomes foggy with questions.
The tiny voice is about to fade away
As I wait for 'patience' to arrive
While I wait by the road,
Unaware of the future,
Demystified about the present,
And completely devoid of any past to fall back upon.

Trying to Let You Go

For all those unsaid goodbyes
Pricking my throat,
I have struggled too hard
To get them out.
But why do they still remain
Drilling a hole in my heart?

Sadness engulfs the entire being.
Blood becomes darker
Clotting the veins.
Keeping your trace trapped within my sould.

You try to break free.
I want to let you go.
And yet the goodbyes stay there
Like a burdened ant walking through the desert.