Stand by me

I see, Ben E. King. I get the point.

When the night has come
And the land is dark
And the moon is the only light we'll see
No I won't be afraid, no I won't be afraid
Just as long as you stand, stand by me
And darlin', darlin', stand by me, oh now now stand by me
Stand by me, stand by me.

If the sky that we look upon
Should tumble and fall
And the mountains should crumble to the sea
I won't cry, I won't cry, no I won't shed a tear
Just as long as you stand, stand by me
And darlin', darlin', stand by me, oh stand by me
Stand by me, stand by me, stand by me-e, yeah.

Whenever you're in trouble won't you stand by me, oh now now stand by me
Oh stand by me, stand by me, stand by me
Darlin', darlin', stand by me-e, stand by me
Oh stand by me, stand by me, stand by me.

Kitten

I saw the sun for the first time.

It was beautiful.

I looked around and I saw you silhouetted against the sun. You had pulled me out of the underworld. Why?  You drifted around me like a lazy cloud, cleansing away the darkness that had shrouded me. The darkness that had been my home.   

I looked on. Paralyzed. What is this that I feel? How do I define such overwhelming beauty in words? I felt myself sinking in your pine scented depths. Your voice sang to me like the mountain winds and for the first time I let myself close my eyes and I slept. What joy, it is to experience the sleep of the content!

I woke up to find myself trailing behind you. I followed you. Breathless. You showed me colors that I had never seen. You made me believe when there was nothing left to believe in. I held your hand - held it like a man coming face to face with his wildest dreams.

Like a sailor lost in the tempest, searching the heavens for the north star, I had searched for you. Only you had decided to come down. You stepped on the earth for me. Even as the heavens wept, I knew a taste of paradise.

I know addiction. The meaning of the word 'need'. I know true happiness and inexpressible pleasure. I know you.

You teach me the way of light as I teach you about the night. Together we form a day. Complete. Unbreakable. Forever.

Reintroduction

Hello Music, my friend, we meet again. It's been ages. I had forgotten how much fun you were. And I will quote The Subways here, friend just to let you know what I think of you-

You are the sun.
You are the only one.
My heart is blue,
My heart is blue for you!
Be mine!
Be mine, like a rock n' roll queen!

You are the sun,
You are the only one.
You are so cool!
You are so rock n' roll!

Be mine!
Be mine, like a rock n' roll queen!
:D

Blue Scent.

I lie awake. Rushes of grey coolness stream in from the ac. It is cold. The smoke of my cigarette intermingles with the blue scent she left behind. The grey and the blue clash into swirling thoughts. Maybe, I am blind. I might have closed my mind. To let go to a remembered smell. Why? But it refuses to go away. It overpowers, drowns my senses. It spills over into reality. What's happening? Panic. Blue smoke. Blue screened eyes. The blue scent. This makes no sense. The void beckons. The spiral is but a step away. If I could stay awake, then the night will give her up. Perhaps. Beauty injured. Beauty just beneath the surface. So close. So tempting. Beauty at its cruelest. And like a rabbit freed from a bear trap, I run and when I look back in the darkness I can see her, shrouded in a blue mist, running after me. A heartbeat later, I stop. 

Just so you know.

You and I are two sides of the same soul,
Partners in crime,
We murdered love.
Yes, we did.
You know,
So do I.

We made promises,
We took oaths,
We broke them just the same,
Just to see what happens,
You know.
So do I.

Two travelers on a forsaken ship,
Unaware of each other.
Shrouded in our own miseries,
Or are we?
It's ok.
When you sink,
I'll be there,
I'll hold your hand
and I will tell you that it's alright.
Everything is fine.
It's ok to drown.
After all with time everything dies.
You know,
So do I.

City! My city?

Behind closed eyes and curtained windows, within neon lights and blaring horns- every city feels the same. Don't be fooled! Open your eyes and swish the curtain aside and you will find that the sounds lied. You are far, far away from home, friend. Listen now, to the other self.

All That You Can't Leave Behind

The city is alive. It breathes, loves and hates even as you and I do the same. When I first gained my senses the city opened up to me. Forever are connected Delhi and I. I leave her now- my lover, my mother my wife, my mistress: MY CITY. The roads, the familiar landmarks and the reassuring presence of the city clings onto me, killing me a little by little as I let her go. The familiar embrace. It is now approaching an end. As the city and I go our separate paths, I try to burn her image on my mind. An image which is time proof and more than an image. But within my soul the city will dwell as I thrived within her once and forever I will- and this is a fucking promise-I will carry your shadow, my city, like it was my own.