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January 31 HonestyWell.
That seems to be my favourite word, doesn't it? I really don't know how to begin my blog entries and it doesn't really matter considering my audience of two (after many reminders, I must add). Which brings me to think about something. Do people write for others or for themselves?
Well (aahhh!! Somebody stop me!), that leads me to another thought.If we wrote only in our diaries,would we be as honest as we expected ourselves to be? Do we write an edited version of our thoughts, in fear of someone reading them or simply in fear of finding newer layers of ourselves?
That takes me to another question. In our minds,are we as honest as we think we are? Do we ignore our own thoughts and feelings and filter them within our own selves?
I think the hardest thing in the world is to be honest and accepting of our own selves before we even begin to accept others.
And also the most important thing. January 28 Peace, Love and Joy (as corny as it sounds)I have been to quite a few local concerts in my teenage years ( now on the last few months of teenagehood now..sniff!) but last night was something quite unbelievable...
It was my first time at IIT's famed Saarang and much as I love popular Hindi and Tamil music, I wasn't sure how much I would enjoy Lucky Ali and Karthik live in concert. The amphitheatre was jam packed and when Lucky Ali began singing, I began to wonder if 200 rupees was gonna be worth it (how many blank cds, how many veg rolls at the canteen, how many...er..ok let me stop before you accuse me of complete loserness)...I had no clue what the man was singing...and from what I could tell, there was just one person on my side of the theatre who was singing along (and everyone was staring at her in amazement).
So I sat tight and smiled at my friends, making conversation...Lucky Ali is a soulful performer and here and there, a familiar tune wafted past, reminding me of the nineties and how MTV was all new and Indi Pop was all original...
A smile grew upon my face. I looked around.There was something happening not just to my friends as we swayed to the music, but to everyone. Cellphones were slowly being lifted into the air, alight. People were standing up, holding their best friends, lovers, friends...and smiling. There was a sense of...something bigger than than anything I've ever felt. And as he moved on to 'Ek pal ka jeena', the last song of his session, the crowd jumped as a single force to its feet and inspite of a few technical glitches and the fact that he had to re start the old hit number did nothing to deter the audience's enthusiasm.
When Karthik finally came up onstage to perform (after a long wait) I felt something even stronger in the air.It wasn't just the young performer's energy nor the popularity of the songs he belted out. It was the feeling that anything in the world could be achieved, if we all just gathered together in that open air amphitheatre..gathered for music.It sounds crazy, it sounds like I'm wearing shocking pink glasses but if you were there and you witnessed that moment, you would know what I mean- everyone was ONE dancing, singing mass, delving into a common pool of love and joy.
Maybe this is the idea that inspires Bono and Bob Geldof with their Live Aid concerts.
Now if only we all liked the same music....and learnt to sing along...
January 24 Things that make my dayWell here's something that intrigued me and since I write in this space so sporadically (no offense, but my journal's way closer than my computer and hence my thoughts tend to pour into that vessel). My friend suggested I talk about the things that amuse me in a normal day for a casual speech assignment. I'd rather write about it and take it one step further to include all the random things that make me happy/amused/blessed in any ordinary day...
Waking up and realising there's a looooot more time for coll (the fact that I'm in evening college kinda helps :P)...
Listening to my latest favourite song first thing in the morning, even before I get out of bed and getting high out of my mind....
Whenever there's something unusual about the day-the sky is extraordinarily blue, the clouds sparkingly white, the breeze so refreshing..these things just make me so thrilled for some reason...
Seeing atleast 5 new messages in my phone...
Lounging and reading the paper in my night clothes...
Singing along to Rachid Taha songs in Arabic even if I have no clue what the words are but no one knows or cares anyway...:)
Having a good hair day..:D
Friends asking me for advice and me giving good advice...:)
Attending all 5 hrs of college and suppressing all urges to bunk...
Having fulfilling classes...
Expressing my views about those things I've never thought about before...
Laughing my head off to the mad antics of my friends in class (without hurting the teacher of course)...
The veg rolls in the college canteen...mmm...
The sunshine that streams in through the trees during the break and warms me up cause these days it's still chilly..
Free hours when I don't know where the time flies off to because I'm having so much fun with my friends...
Making someone laugh....
Driving my car safely home through an insane rush hour...
Coming home ravenous and eating a yummmy dinner courtesy Mum first thing...
Coming online and having a long soul searching, cathartic, satisfactory chat...:)
Opening a book and finding a sentence or paragraph that hits me so hard because it has expressed my thoughts exactly...
Writing a piece of poetry or just writing anything at all...
Having someone there who is just so curious to know about my day...
Crossing off all the items on my to do list...
Hugging my friends/parents...
Having a hot water bottle for my back...:D sooo relaaaxiiing
Free messaging hours at night...:)
Sleeping off while reading Paulo Coelho/Kahlil Gibran/Rumi and listening to Gregorian/Benedictine chants...
Dreaming about something I want to come true...
Waking up to start all over again... cause today might be the day, and even if it isn't, it sure feels like it...:D
July 01 Translations
Estoy aquí (I am here)-Shakira Ya sé que no vendrás I know you will not come. Todo lo que fue All that happened, El tiempo lo dejo atras time left it behind. Se que no regresarás I know you will not return. Lo que nos paso What happened to us No repetirá jamas will never repeat itself.
Mil años no me alcanzaran A million years will not enable me to wipe you Para borrarte y olvidar out and forget.
Y ahora estoy aquí And now I am here, Queriendo convertir wanting to convert Los campos en ciudad the countryside into the city, Mezclando el cielo con el mar merging the sky with the sea. Se que te dejé escapar I know I let you go. Se que te perdí I know I lost you. Nada podrá ser igual Nothing will ever be the same.
Mil años pueden alcanzar A million years can suffice Para que pueda perdonar for me to be able to forgive.
Estoy aquí, queriendote I am here, loving you, Ahogandome drowning myself Entre fotos y cuadernos in photographs and notebooks Entre cosas y recuerdos in things and memories Que no puedo comprender which I cannot understand. Estoy enloqueciendome I am becoming crazy, Cambiandome changing myself, Un pie por la cara mia a foot for this face of mine, Esta noche por el dia this night for the day. Y nada le puedo yo hacer And there is nothing I can do
Las cartas que escribí The letters that I wrote, Nunca las envie I never sent them. No querrás saber de mi You will not want to know of me. No puedo entender I cannot know Lo tonta que fui what a fool I was. Es cuestion de tiempo y fé It is a matter of time and faith.
Mil años con otros mil mas A million years with a million more Son suficientes para amar are enough to love.
(bridge) Si aun piensas algo en mi If you ever think something about me Sabes que sigo esperandote you should know that I continue to wait for You.
NO SIENTO PENAS (I don’t feel pain) –Juanes
Cuando tu me dices a media voz When you tell me in a half voice that
Que me amas you love me
Me siento tan sublime I feel as sublime
Como el tibio sol de la mañana as the lukewarm sun of the morning
Y esto es lo que tu me haces sentir And this is what you make me feel
Desde el día en que te conocí Since the day I met you
Cuando tu me dices a media voz When you tell me in a half voice
Que te amé that I loved you
Me siento invencible I feel invincible
Como el hurácan el mas temible like the most fearsome hurricane
Y esto es lo que tu me haces sentir And this is what you make me feel
Desde el día en que te conocí since the day I met you
No siento penas ni dolores de cabeza I don’t feel pains nor headaches
Ni confusion de ninguna naturaleza nor confusion of any kind
Ni tampoco siento mas tristeza neither do I feel more sadness
Solo siento amor I only feel love
Solo siento amor I only feel love
Solo siento amor I only feel love
Solo siento amor I only feel love
Que por supesto es todo para ti Of course everything is for you
Desde el día en que te conocí since the day I met you
Cuando tu me dices a media voz When you tell me in a half voice
Que no me vaya not to go
Me siento indestructible I feel indestructible
Como un canon de metralla like a rapid firing cannon
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