Waking The Sun

Time:3.56AM
Place:Begumpet,Hyderabad

I am still up.Insomnia's back again.I've been listening to The Matches-Wake The Sun,since what 12.30-ish.There is a world full of thoughts inside this tiny brain.It made me to visit through thousand of pages here.I googled Swagatika Sarangi(Gee,i hate this name.Call me Jazz) and found some 5-10 new people with this name too.I feel more sick now.I have to tell,

Dear Swagatika Sarangi,

Your name is my name too!

Sincerely,

Swagatika Sarangi

And then i got all oneliners at dear blank,please blank.Funny crappy stuffs.The torrents on my lappy are Deception,Everybodys Fine,The middle show.I found this poem.Shoe fits better here.

One by one the petals drop

There's nothing that can make them stop.

You cannot beg a rose to stay.

Why does it have to be that way?

The butterflies I used to chase

Have gone off to some other place.

I don't know where. I only know

I wish they didn't have to go.

And all the shiny afternoons

So full of birds and big balloons

And ice cream melting in the sun

Are done.

I do not want them done.

-Judith Viorst

Guess with the next hour i am really going to witness the waking sun.This is how one should believe in miracle.

Kopi Luwak Time To Laugh About

It's difficult to understand the sum of a person's life.Some people will tell you it's measured by the ones left behind.Some believe it can be measured in faith.Some say by love.Other folks say life has no meaning at all. Me? I believe that you measure yourself...by the people who measured themselves by you.

Everyday,i download a pathetic-rated movie to kill my time anyway,but today it was different.Different,not by just to get the content of this post,but by made me make some pages of my daily-planner worth a look.Oh yes,I am thinking again.A lot,indeed.Like where am i gonna land up with whom.How am i going to be with all. Never mind.It won't long last.It'd be just all gone just like that.When the morgue comes up as a place,man decided what's got left to be done.Till then we just kill the time like i do.I mean if you aint a philistine you are supposed to follow up with the answers of this.What is a Lingonberry?Who is Chuck Berry?What is the Mariana Trench?What are quarks?What is the quadratic equation?Who is Howdy Doody?Who are Bert and Ernie?Who is Spiro Agnew?Who is Charlie McCarthy?

But i would rather like to dissect the whole purpose.As the time passes and i believe i have lived 24 years of my life,and all i can sum up about it is,it's our eyes that define and our mind that sees.So no hard-stuff around.I am not proud of the things i did,but i am pretty sure i will do it again.The five stages before death are Denial.Anger.Bargaining.Depression.Acceptance.So i declare,I will have to cross this phase, in fact all of us.But no matter how i am going to be dead,i will have to keep my eyes closed and heart open.This part of the movie was really the one of depths.I believe this scene can make any people realize of what they are doing and of their consent.Here.

Morgan freeman has something in his voice.He opens up and he speaks of volumes.I guess Hugh Jackman's inherited that voice too.The letter of thanks made me feel what a real thing it is.We for sure,at some times,able to make ourselves livable just cause of somebody in the world.You may think you are just everyone.But you ain't.Cause everyone is everyone.

I am gonna have to write down my kinda bucket list.Till the time lets laugh until we cry.

The Tree Of Life

Today morning i woke up,i found my bed room balcony door was open.And there from the neighbor's flat two kids peeking me,while sleeping.I was happy they were so cute and careless eyes.I almost got up and asked their names.They are Pinky(In Standard 4) and Shini(Was trying her best to stand and see our room,though she could barely stand firmly).They belong to Nepal.They are vacationing here.From the 5-10 minutes chat i had with them,i figured out it's such a wonderful life we've got to live and lived already.We being sometimes morons make it more worse by cursing this,that,what-not.So here i thought,let me recall the good times and the smiles,and thank almighty for couple of minutes.I purely remember the moments when i have life in me.

1.I always love to see the sunrise and sunset.Pappa used to wake me up every morning 3 am.With a cup of tea since my early school days,i used to do maths.And there followed by a sunrise on our terrace.He,doing yoga and i,being lost in the horizon.

2.Paddling fast from school at 5 pm and running back to my backside garden,just to see the sunset.All alone.I used to see that Alif Laila and feel the eeriness among the Sal trees in my garden,post sunset.Creepy i was.

3. Power-cut during rains.So goes the story of homework by lantern light.The best time of my life.Maa's guardian voices to make hand-writing better :)

4.Sitting on my Aai's(Maa's maa) lap,watching the Doppler effect of light of the vehicles far away on the NH and coming through the small river.I used to fancy Aai,for her telling the stories of ghosts behind the dazzling and vanishing lights of vehicles.

5.I once screwed up my trigonometry exam.And next week i sort of spent my total time on working on those,on the floor itself and followed up by a sleep under the bed. Maa took me to bed after that.I wish she'd do that again now.

6.Sunday morning,Mowgli shows.Fish Curry.

7.Summer Mangoes.Pool side games.

8.College days and Unlimited fun.Semester hard-work.

9.And now it's been quite a whole total professional life.The early hard work days.The senior inspirational people and urge to work hard.

10.The every single birthday nights and night out pub life.Dancing for total 3-4 hours in a row.Don't know where that energy come from,when you are surrounded by a bunch of like minded friends.

11.A flat,family life all together again.Baking cakes with friends and buying clothes ,shoes,bags and wasting money all at a go.

13.Hugh Jackman movies :) (I smell kinda crush there.)

With life in every step i take on the dreary road and wondering how good life is.I may be a failure lots of times and then successful a single time thereafter.We are not here to judge it,but just live it.And i am grateful to the almighty,that i have been doing this being totally on the edge.

God should tell John Mayer to edit the line to "Not waiting on the world to change." And I, am  totally in love with all this.Well I just want to thank for everything around me.If i hadn't have these moments,i would not have this life.

Gonna let out a little secret: I always dream of waking up like this & she is an amazing lady.



It's happened,been happening and gonna happen till the time we are alive.It's all total a Progress.Just found this line and it's so so true.Quoting,

"Even if something is left undone, everyone must take time to sit still and watch the leaves turn."

~ Elizabeth Lawrence ~

Sea Fever

I must down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,

And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,

And the wheel's kick and the wind's song

and the white sail's shaking,

And a grey mist on the sea's face,

and a grey dawn breaking.

..

I must down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide

Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;

And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,

And the flung spray and the blown spume,

and the sea-gulls crying.

..

I must down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,

To the gull's way and the whale's way

where the wind's like a whetted knife;

And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover

And quiet sleep and a sweet dream

when the long trick's over.

..

~ Sea Fever By John Masefield (1878 -1967)

Sunshine Speaks

Out of the bosom of the Air.
Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken,
Over the woodlands brown and bare,
Over the harvest-fields forsaken,
Silent and soft and slow
Descends the snow.

Even as our cloudy fancies take
Suddenly shape in some divine expression,
Even as the troubled heart doth make
In the white countenance confession,
The troubled sky reveals
The grief it feels.

This is the poem of the air,
Slowly in silent syllables recorded;
This is the secret of despair,
Long in its cloudy bosom hoarded,
Now whispered and revealed
To wood and field.

" Are You Watching Closely? "

The Pledge: The sorrounding shown to us seems too normal,there is always achievable among the non achievable..We took it as normal.As we see,There is always a clue behind simple unaltered stuffs to be defined newly.

The Turn: Some special person comes up and makes it different.the view changes suddenly.In a way we can tell the normal path deviates and they make it different and special.We till the time has not yet recognized.Instead of searching for a clue for that,we make ourselves amazed.We are still blind-folded.

The Prestige: They suddenly come back as new definition.It's magic,the pledge shows ordinary,the ordinary gets into extraordinary.They saw the extraordinary.Hardest part.Spectators are amazed now.They started adoring the magic.Here is what happens the prestige.

While decoding the above 3 ways to our normal life phenomenon,It seems like every moment is a magic.At the most shortest duration we define ourselves as a great magician.It's just the choice that we make,to be prestigious and able to amaze the people around,just by the feel.

" We stood

Steady as the stars in the woods

So happy-hearted

And the warmth rang true inside these bones

As the old pine fell we sang

Just to bless the morning "