Just in my head

The other day I got hurt in my dreams
since then nothing is as it seems
I know its just in my head
What makes you think the pain is unreal?

I cant fight for survival here
I'll build my world somewhere...else

Saving things that no one cares
filling my heart shaped jar
I'm just a pantaloon so laugh
happiness chokes me so I cough

Everything is lovely when I fall asleep
So why do you think I'm weak?...sweet

Searching for pieces from the past
making a sculpture from my thoughts
painting it with colors that won't fade
with time it won't change its shade

I close my eyes to see
dreams are unconditional and free...

Nithi

Nithi looked around with her saucer like eyes, curious and excited. She was seated comfortably in her mother's lap. The nicely dressed man had asked her a question.

"Do you like what you do?"

"yes", she answered. She stealthily eyed the candy that she had been promised. But it would have to wait. She would have to answer the questions first.

"Who teaches you?"

"My father" She stole a glance at the candy again, almost wishing that it would mulitply in number with each question she answered.

The man was not scary, but he was strange. He kept pushing a stick like thing towards her everytime she spoke. It made her voice sound loud. Everyone looked at her when she spoke into it.

He had a friend with him. That man carried some machine over his shoulder. He kept looking at her through the machine. She was fascinated by the light that shone out of it.

Her mother nudged her gently and said, "Answer uncle's question, Nithi".

"Uncle" repeated his question - "Do you dream of becoming rich and famous when you grow up and become a big girl?"

"I am already rich and famous, uncle. All these people clap for me. I get all the candy I want. And see, isn't this dress pretty?"

The man and his friend smiled. "Sweet child" he said.

"Do you go to school?"

"No...I don't get time. We have shows during school time too. Teachers don't like it if I go late. So I don't go."

"Hmmm..." He seemed thoughtful.

Nithi was thinking too. She wanted to hop down and run away from the bright light. It was making her sweaty.

She kept looking for her father. It was almost time for the show to start. The man kept asking questions like whether she enjoyed doing the show..who were her friends...who she liked best, mother or father...

When Nithi began to think that the candy was not worth all these questions, the man said, "Thank you Nithi, you are a nice girl. Here is your candy".

Nithi smiled, grabbed her candy and ran towards her father. It was time. She always knew when the show had to start. The camera was still on her. but she did not care about it now. It was time for fun.

The music started. She went up and took her position. She was now at a great height. She could see everyone's head. It was funny - there were so many kinds of heads and so many more different kinds of hairstyles.

She smiled and looked down at her father for the signal. The beats changed. She began her routine. The camera followed her. Nithi was confident and she knew she was very good. Her mother smiled at her from her seat at the corner. People clapped. Nithi loved it.

After the show was over, the man with the camera spoke with her parents and left, after playfully pinching her cheeks. She was tired and ready to sleep on the way home, in her mother's arms.

Nithi's parents were so proud of her. She was the first in the family to be interviewed for the tv. The man was doing some special show. More importantly, he had paid good money.

The only catch was, they did not know where they would see the show. They did not have a tv. The man could not contact them. They did not have a mobile phone. They did not have a landline phone - since the telephone department expected them to have a house to keep the phone.

Yet, they were glad. They kept walking.

There was a show to put on tomorrow. They only hoped there was no policeman who would take away half of their earnings.

One Last Time

Some friends ask if this a metaphor for something, is this a reference to some story. Wat do u think this is?

There is a
silence in the wind,
sadness has skinned the sun
as the soldier takes the ride
For one last time

With his sword and shield
With many wounds that can't be healed
He takes the ride
For one last time

The king will get more gold
Nobles will have their stories told
He has no reason to fight
yet, his only reason is to fight
He takes the ride
For one last time

The silence in the wind
tears through the battle din
It doesn't matter, to lose or win
as the soldier breaks in to enemy lines
For one last time

He swings his sword
throws away his broken shield
He knows the war is fought with heart
and not with shields
He fights
For one last time

He gets stabbed through his chest
His vision is sinking in his blood
His memories are flashing in his head
He wears a smile
but why the smile?
May be, because
His life will end,so will his pain

The trick is how to die
and the purpose of every ride
The king may get his gold
Nobles may have their stories told
When they die
but can they smile,
For one last time

Destiny –A Sounnet

“God doesn’t play dice with the world” really??Don't u believe in destiny??May be everything is planned…may be we r a part of a big plan…Sound says abt this using sounnet rhyming pattern.

It isn't over
until it's done
It's not an offer
It's for the chosen one

You had to pick the paper
You had to break the glass
You had to lose the wager
You had to top the class

They had to love your work
They had to hate your tie
They had to titter and smirk
and you had to wonder why

Not someone, you and they
There is just no other way

I do (Happy version)

This the happy version of an old song of ours. http://balansound.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-doyes-i-do.html#comments. Guitarists can change the mood of a song by toggling with major and minor chords... We tried the same by changing some words.

Let me take ur hand
and hold it forever
in health nd sickness
I like to be with u...yes I do

What is mine is thine
what thine is ours
together we will be one
into my life..with deepest joy
I welcome you...yes I do

I celebarate
our love and commitment
in every moment
of my life's whole expanse
I will luv to smile with u
dream with u,wake up next to you...yes I do

Like today, till end of my days
I will cherish u
In this life and the lives to come
togetherness will be fun
I assure you..I will be there for you..yes I do

Love -> Achilles

The Archers' barrage
did not mar his courage
but....
A single arrow killed Achilles
Paris wounded him in his heel
He fell and watched his lady love
Leaving...going into another world-
He would perhaps be just above
but there was still so much untold

What made Achilles fall?
Paris' arrow?
Briseis' love?
or his own vanity
to be known for eternity

He chose fame
He loved his name
Peace meant nothing
love was not even intriguing
Love did stop his fight
and love triggered his greatest
It killed Hector
It ended Troy
It ended itself
and it ended Achilles

Lost Until Found II

Another sequel to an old song....Lost Until Found ... Still lost until found...

I'm lost until you find me
with ur memories around me
its so confusing
I can sense u in the air
darling are you near?

I can hear ur voice in the crowd
please tell me u r here
I can feel ur arms around
please tell me u r here

I dont sleep alnite
I get soaked in moon light
waiting for you to
emerge from the stars
but every day break gives a heart ache
without you everythng seems sparse

its too tough to stand
can I hold your hand
and sleep tonite
darling
can I hold your hand,
see your eyes and sleep
tonite

Some days Sun rays....

Some days
Sun rays
will never come

long nights
moon light
will shower pain

I need u
so I don't fall apart
gotta tell u
you left a vaccum in my heart

In snail's pace
with life's remains
I'm searching for your shade.

Deep wounds
love scars
gives a sweet pain all my way.

I need u
so we can heal my world
gotta tell you
I'm all alone and its so hard

Soft breeze
empty streets
make me ill at ease

In ur voice
I hear my name
these ears r playing tricks

I miss u
wish you can be near
I need u
so I don't miss u dear.
gotta tell you
this leaves me in tears.