More Nostalgia

In this post, I introduce some lyrics that I came across a long time back when I did not care to find out who their progenitor was. I was, I guess, then lost in a world that was not much different from what most of us find in our dreams, and now I am wide awake, I see things clearly, I am conscious and curious of things around me. It also reminds me of what my auricle or ventricle (or maybe it was whole of my heart) told me that I could dream all I want but while I lay there snoozing on my own, I was surely going to miss out on a lot of things in the real world.

The following lyrics were conceived by the early fourteenth century Persian poet who went by the name Hāfez.

It Felt Love

How

Did the rose

Ever open its heart

And give to this world

All its

Beauty?

It felt the encouragement of light

Against its

Being.

Otherwise,

We all remain

Too

Frightened.

Friends Do Things Like This

Friends do things like this:

Tell which mat their house key is

Hidden under.

Hafiz, jump over, cut through

All the small talk today:

Look beneath the right-hand corner

Of the Kirman behind

The barn

(Where my sweet dog is usually

Sleeping

Don’t worry, she won’t bite)

For you would not believe

The extraordinary view

Of God

From my bedroom

Window.

A song that reminds me of so many things...

As I lie in my bed tonight, some how this song starts playing by itself in my head. It has been ages since I last heard it or thought about it. It has been almost 9 years! And tonight, it suddenly pops out of nowhere bringing back memories of so many things I couldn't hold on to and that many of them were such trivial things and but they did not seem so then. For instance, I had this really cute pen drive that Dad had gifted me (I could never find anything like that again.) I lost it in about a year of using it and I remember how I had cried (I was 21 then.) It's not so long ago if you see.

The song also forces me to think about the other things that I would not mind parting away with and the ones I would find it difficult to give up on but would eventually move on and be all fine, as good as ever actually. Ohh, on a brighter note, the pen drive was of course replaced, though I couldn't get one as cute or sturdy but yes, Dad got me another one, and this time he travelled over a 500km just to bring it to me, just to give it to me himself. Changing my mind, I think this one is much better than the previous one and I still hold on to it like all the other beautiful things and people in my life.

Ohh, and here's the song. It was performed by Emilia then, I am not sure who it really belongs to but I'll credit this to her.

I'm a big big girl

in a big big world

It's not a big big thing if you leave me

but I do do feel that

I too too will miss you much

miss you much...

I can see the first leaf falling

It's all yellow and nice

It's so very cold outside

like the way I'm feeling inside

Outside it's now raining

And tears are falling from my eyes

Why did it have to happen

Why did it all have to end

I have your arms around me ooooh like fire

But when I open my eyes

You're gone...

I'm a big big girl

in a big big world

It's not a big big thing if you leave me

but I do do feel that

I too too will miss you much

miss you much...

Hmmm, Good night. :)

A Poem...

...I wrote it down in such a hurry, I wanted to send this across to him, to tell him a zillion things...to scream at him, with him, but it's still here with me...

I took a walk down the memory lane

Making my way past the yesterday

Washed down by the anxious rain

Keeping me from straying away

The rain gradually dissolved in to the mist

Trying to find shape in my imagination,

Leading me to the one I thought I missed,

Leading me to a precious manifestation.

I pursued the haze as if in trance

Finding my way into emotion true.

What brilliant blend of time and chance,

(I wondered) Had led me to you!