a thousand

a thousand roads to overcome....
a thousand cliffs to explore
a thousand mountains to feet upon
and then success shall roar.

thousand miles to go
before i can sleep
thousand tears to sow
to find joy, in the deep

a thousand sleep less nights
a thousand hold on tights
a thousand hardship fights
a and a thousand love bites.

a thousand loyalties to break
before u call it betray
a thousands lifes to stake
before death comes your way

a thousand kisses of mom
a thousand deaths of the dome
a thousand tears to shed
and a thousand pictures shall fade

a thousand year old thee
and a thousand year old me
let it always , liek this be
a thousand, only a thousand, i shall see..

The Beatles

I first caught up with the name of " the beatles" in my G.K book when i was probably in the 2nd or 3rd grade...

according to me , they were then : unimpressive, sleepy , old-fashioned and did not create a stir in the heart... ( i think thats what i listen to music for)

on 6th grade i got a pc in my place... and one of ma bro's uploaded this hell lotta songs of santana, beatles, julio iglesias, enigma, deep forest, don manclean, deff leopard , john lennon, bob dylan, gypsy king............ and a lot more.

I was pretty bored the 2nd day i checked them out.. and that folder remained unopened for about 12 months.. or more,.. no its probably 2 years...

I prepared my tatses for greendya nirvana lp.. and the modern rockers that prevailed then...

when i wa sin 8th grade.. I felt that i donno the basics of english music.. to be a true fan .....

several days passed... once while i was going thru the comp just liek dat.. i checked out that folder.. and one sudden day i started listening the beatles...

It was a form of blue music.. and the rhythm was very nice and cheerful indeed.. a different tune, a different melody, something to sing along... something just old fahsioned yet it is damn rocking...

and now a day would not pass when i wont tune into beatles, specially, and check them out.. exploring varieties day by day..

however, i still dont like the doors..i think my tastes r yet to change,...

I am running

Life has never been so busy before...

hanging out, laying back, leisure... i seek them nowadyas,

i used to avoid them before...

is it supposed to go this way.. is it supposed to get boring day by day.. no mysteries to be unveiled?...no more stories to be written?.. the old routine is to be followed?

and the old question is to be asked... how long?

last time i asked it.. i was bored of free time and leisure..

now i'm kind of tired and out of track...

Innocent Pearl

Pearl is seeked from beneath the oceans , they lay hidden in those tiny shells. and the pearl divers dive in to get such shells risking their lives...

I remember reading the story about pearl diver when i was in 6th grade. I was never too impressed by the story.. how can a study book actually impress a "STUDENT" .. thats quite not possible.

In those days life was an innocent pearl. Life is a pearl tooo now, but not innocent anymore. you must b wondering why am i calling my life a pearl..a pearl lays hidden in those unexplored ground of the mighty oceans..
1.Pearl= unexplored ( unless its found) = life
2.Pearl : Its a strong thing and can't b broken easily = life : cant b destrroyed easily .. , unless u .desire....and it is pretty strong
3.Pearl : though its a sea creature production but is misused by humans = life : though its a god or superhuman or maybe produced by others , is misused by us....
4. pearl : loses her beauty as soon as we inculcate it = life : loses her innocence as we grow older
5. Pearl: If it remians unexplored it gradually gets destroyed int he shell and if its explored it dies of misuse = life: doenst it too get destroyed, sooner or later? unexplored or explored

maybe there r so mnay other things that life can b compared too.. howeva nothign comes to my mind apart from pearl.. and as i was reading something about tears i remember
when the angels cry their tears turn into pearls...
and as this human cries her tears turn into the suffocation that gradually kills.. gradually destroys, ruins euphoria...... I wish my tears too would come out like pearls and shed off the pain.. but it just refuses to abide by my desires.. now. The tears remain invisible.. and that fake smile reigns upon the face.

I wish i were the innocent pearl, that neevr loses her smile.. but its pretty impossible.. = life.