Life is Like a Boat

Nobody knows who I really am
I never felt this empty before
And if I ever need someone to come along,
Who's gonna comfort me, and keep me strong?

We are all rowing the boat of fate
The waves keep on coming and we can't escape
But if we ever get lost on our way
The waves would guide you through another day

I give a prayer as I wait for the new day Shining vividly up to the edge of that sea

Nobody knows who I really am Maybe they just don't give a damn But if I ever need someone to come along I know you would follow me, and keep me strong

People's hearts change and sneak away from them The moon in its new cycle leads the boats again

And every time I see your face The ocean heaves up to my heart You make me wanna strain at the oars, and soon I can see the shore

Oh, I can see the shore When will I see the shore?

I want you to know who I really am I never thought I'd feel this way towards you And if you ever need someone to come along, I will follow you, and keep you strong

And still the journey continues on quiet days as well The moon in its new cycle shines on the boats again

I give a prayer as I wait for the new day Shining vividly up to the edge of that sea

And every time I see your face The ocean heaves up to my heart You make me wanna strain at the oars, and soon I can see the shore

We are rowing the boat of fate, but the waves keep attacking us But isn't that still a wonderful journey? Aren't any of them a wonderful journey?

Wind

Naruto


Cultivate your hunger before you idealize.
Motivate your anger to make them all realize.
Climbing the mountain, never coming down.
Break into the contents, never falling down.

My knee is still shaking, like I was twelve,
Sneaking out of the classroom, by the back door.
A man railed at me twice though, but I didn't care.
Waiting is wasting for people like me.

Don't try to live so wise.
Don't cry 'cause you're so right.
Don't dry with fakes or fears,
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end.

You say, "Dreams are dreams.
"I ain't gonna play the fool anymore."
You say, "'Cause I still got my soul."

Take your time, baby, your blood needs slowing down.
Breach your soul to reach yourself before you gloom.
Reflection of fear makes shadows of nothing, shadows of nothing.

You still are blind, if you see a winding road,
'Cause there's always a straight way to the point you see.

Don't try to live so wise.
Don't cry 'cause you're so right.
Don't dry with fakes or fears,
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end.

Escaflowne

I've walked so long
I can't remember - where was my home?
Their distance faces fade away
I'm always on my own.
I can show a smile
It's not hard to do.
I can have the strength to go on
But sometime I wanna let go of everything.
When thoughtfulness is not their game
I teach by giving love.
High mountain seems higher endlessly
when they're pebbles at your feet.
And if you should still fall into despair,
there is one thing left to believe
I lie in your heart always.
Nothing is braver than honesty
My life is your faith in me.
I'll be there when you need
you don't have to hide from me.
What you are feeling now
I fill your soul.
We will seek together destiny
troubles have an end.
we'll carry on hand in hand
you're not alone.
People searching desperately outside themselves
caught up in thinking of whatever helped.
And I'd forgotten too that love exists inside me as in those I wanted from
I feel you now.
I'll be there when you need
we will live together.
Nothing is in our way
with trust in our soul.
We will seek together destiny
troubles have an end.
We will carry on hand in hand
We won't forget we have each other.
Never!
Love is in the hearts of all men
you're not alone.

Missing Someone

Being a part of a group of friends is easy but when it comes to a situation when you are all getting separated because of different phases in everyone's life then it hurts. People like being remembered even if they are living without their old friends for ages. Its a happy time to be with your friends and sad and heartbreaking when you have to separate. The situation of a person if not employed is like that of lost one. Haunting the areas where they all used to have fun and checking mobile for messages and missed calls time and again. Gradually it all ends when that person moves on in his life. But the feeling and love for the lost friends remain the same. The following song is true for each and every friendship i have ever encountered in my life.

Rembrandts

So no one told you life was gonna be this way
Your jobs a joke, you're broke, your love life's D.O.A.

It's like you're always stuck in second gear
And it hasn't been your day, your week, your month,
or even your year
but..

I'll be there for you
When the rain starts to pour
I'll be there for you
Like I've been there before
I'll be there for you
'Cuz you're there for me too...

You're still in bed at ten
And work began at eight
You've burned your breakfast
So far... things are goin' great

Your mother warned you there'd be days like these
Oh but she didn't tell you when the world has brought
You down to your knees that...

I'll be there for you
When the rain starts to pour
I'll be there for you
Like I've been there before
I'll be there for you
'Cuz you're there for me too...

No one could ever know me
No one could ever see me
Seems you're the only one who knows
What it's like to be me
Someone to face the day with
Make it through all the rest with
Someone I'll always laugh with
Even at my worst I'm best with you, yeah

It's like you're always stuck in second gear
And it hasn't been your day, your week, your month,
or even your year...

I'll be there for you
When the rain starts to pour
I'll be there for you
Like I've been there before
I'll be there for you
'Cuz you're there for me too...

I'll be there for you
I'll be there for you
I'll be there for you
'Cuz you're there for me too...

Craze for Chetan Bhagat!!

Well hearing that this famous novelist will be in the city on 16th of Jan and I can see him by getting free passes what could one ask for this adventurous life getting boring with every passing day. So like a perfect strategist i started contemplating what to do in order to get the permission(effect of Mr. perfectionist's movie i recently saw hehehehehe). Then i somehow in this excitement went and i asked mum for the permission and well she says "Who is Chetan Bhagat?" I was flabbergasted with her because of all that controversy thing almost everyday being published in the newspapers she is still asking me not to mention the fact that she watched the movie with us!! Well somehow i managed to badger her enough to get the permission on one condition of going with my cousin sis since my too nice bro declined the offer. Well he had his calling too you know and he was told by his school teacher that he is among those few selected people who are getting free passes. Seeing that he wanted to attend his coaching and don't want to miss the show I arranged for some passes for his friends too with the help of my friend Aditi's sis who had many of them with her.

The day i long awaited for arrived and I and Aditi went shopping and went to respective homes. At 4:50P.M We left my place and were there by 5:05 P.M and the gates were closed. Imagine our fury at having the passes for entry but not being led in because the auditorium was full and mismanagement by the organizers. Aditi was lucky enough to be inside and she was angry that i couldnt make it because i was late. Anyways the whole group stood on the pavement and was having fun and chatting while we all knew that under that funny and chatty demeanour everyone was disappointed.Finally the gates opened and everyone pushed their way in but the doors inside were bolted so the crowds anticipation and desperation grew and people started creating all the havoc they could and the organizers came out and yelled at the crowd for being late not their problem blah blah blah. Anyone who tried to raise their point was immediately shut off like a bloodthirsty king rampaging not listening to the reason. It was bad enough for all f us standing outside in the effing cold with the lowest temperature of the week and despite of wearing heavy and warm clothing everyone was shivering. Finally the two guys i got passes for, left and our small group stood waiting for God knows what. Fortunately for us when the crowd thinned we were led in twos and fours and we got inside to the balcony of the auditorium and finally managed to see what was left of 2 hr show. The guy proved to be witty and good and I am still waiting for his next novel. I wish i could get his autograph but all that standing in the cold for one and a half hour was enough to bring one's morale down not to mention the fact being hungry and missing the tea time snacks.

Next day i woke with a swelled hand and and swelled toes all because of that standing in the cold thing. I mean what else could go wrong after that depressing stuff. Anyways i had another adventure of my life and i am still unhappy about it and will never be able to put it behind.

Phoenix like did it rise,
From its own ashes,
it had disappeared into,
The ruins of the past,a void so dark,
That even the seven hued beauty of the bows of the rain,
Did all seem to fade in it.
Yet did it rise, so magnificent and erect,
as if to regain its splendor back,
And cherish that one little word,
That this world doth all move holds,
Sweeter than even the bliss itself,
"HOPE"- the light of a glorious dawn.

Lone rider perched on thy hilltop
Protector of the land you call your own
Hero of justice, Wielder of might
Your mystery to be told is a treasure to behold

Riding on thy noble steed
Breed from the strongest of beasts
Mighty wild uncontrollable, untamed
Faithful only to your reign

Legend speaks of you ,the mightiest of men
Roaming the fields with thy speed unmatched
In pursuit of evil to slay, innocence to save
Rewarded with nothing but fear and reverence with thou is lashed

Where thou comes from no one knows
Beyond the mist -mysteriously appear
With a sword as sharp as your mind
leaving nothing but dust at your hind

Shadow of death for those preying on the weak
Messiah for those you save from a ghastly fate
Thou words echo in every valley
EVIL DOERS BEWARE!

They say your sword is as mighty as thy word
But no one sees it and lives to tell the tale
A mystery only legend speaks of
Slayed an entire army with mighty gail

Oh lone rider! So fine thy mystery to behold!
No doubt your story will be told
about thy wisdom and thy sword
and the noble steed whose reins you hold