Three important songs

Music! For me music is a synonym of life. I wonder what this world would have been without music. Beauty is to eyes what music is to ears. There’s beauty in everything, one just needs the eyes to see, same goes with music. There’s music in everything, you just need the ears to listen.
There are days when I like to spend my time with nobody but music. I love every song I listen to but as I have to mention only three that too important songs… here’s what I have!

Je ne sais pas_Joyce Jonathon

It is a wonderful French song. I came across this song when I was forced to participate in a french singing competition.. yes forced!
I practiced all day and night. I was nervous. I was needed to grasp the accent and because I didn’t know the meaning of the lyrics I was unable to infuse feelings and vigour in that song. I tried, I tried hard. I tired to memorise the lyrics but only had four days time. The big day finally arrived. I was having the worst stage fear of my life. I held the mike, I looked at the audience and the judges and felt like leaving the stage then and there only. I was actually about to do that when the background music was played and I forgot everything. I could only see the mike in my hand and could only hear the music. I sang and I enjoyed singing it there. That’s when I realised it doesn’t matter if you don’t know the meaning of the songs, just enjoy the music. That’s what I did. Though I didn’t win but that was a remarkable day in my life.

1973_James Blunt

My favourite songs keep on changing but I never stop loving them. When I listened to this song for the first time, nostalgia hit me. We never realise that when we are spending time with someone, we are actually making memories, that’s what this song talks about. No matter if we’re old or changed or anything, memories always remain the same.
Whenever you replay a song it takes you straight to the moment where you heard it for the first time. There are so many moments in my past that I want to relive and that’s what these songs let you do, partially though!

Ishwar allah tere jahan mein_A. R. Rehman

This is a Hindi (Indian) song portraying the pain of innocent people suffering from wars. They are asking the Deity that why there isn’t any peace in this world when the world is made by you. Why there is war, border, racism, discrimination when we are all your creation, when this world is your divine creation.
It is literally an important song that everyone should listen to at least once.
The lyrics of this song are so powerful that they can make anybody question the occurrence of wars.


A room with a view

It’s 4:30 in the morning, I drew back the curtains. Oh the starry night! How beautiful it is to look at the sky, I wish this night never ends. I continue to enjoy the dark starry night turning into the crimson twilight sky and it feels amazing to watch the sunrise.
The sunlight beautifying the nature and making a way through trees into my room going straight to my bed, and there I see the most beautiful view ever!
The tense look she gave as the sunlight reaches her. No, I can’t let the sunlight do this and I have to block it’s way. Now, I look at her sleeping so peacefully. She is so vulnerable, so soft. Her red lips are complementing the red roses outside. Her innocence is dancing to the gentle tweets of birds. I look outside the window, the green trees dwelling these birds which are welcoming the sunlight with their song. The flowers blossoming to enfold the sunlight like the way she embraces me and I want her to let me go never.
I look outside the window and and thank goodness for this beautiful view, at the same time I look inside the room and feel blessed to have this view with me. I don’t know which view to appreciate more but when I look at the nature, it reminds me of her, it makes me long to see her but when I look at my muse, the nature, the world around me cease to exist and she becomes my world.

A Random Passerby

Yesterday, it was a pleasant day. My friend called me for a movie but I rather decided to take a walk on my own. I like to observe things and that can be done only when you’re in nobody’s company and yet the whole world accompanies you.
The world is populated, not only with people but with thoughts. Everyone’s world is populated with thoughts, desires, ambitions, worries, fear, madness, absurdities, dreams, emotions etc. We never know about the cluster of thoughts in the mind of the person sitting next to us in a restaurant, in a mall, in a library or be it any passerby. I sometimes wonder if I could sneak a peak at their thoughts.
There is a story in everything you see, you hear or you feel, and without even realizing you’re being a part of someone else’s story, maybe just as a fellow companion in a metro, as a traffic waiting for the lights to turn green, as a long queue waiting for your turn, as the only lighted window in a late night studying session, or may be as a cancelled reservation for someone’s last minute booking.
You never even get to know the epic story each random passerby is living. They are living a life as complex and vivid as we are. You might never get to see them again or even if you do, you might not recognize them but your role of a random passerby will always be there in their life story.
These thoughts perplex my mind even more. It disturbs me when these thoughts tell me that I might have hurt someone unknowingly because there are things that we have no control on. Then I start travelling in my mind back into the past to spot the moments of unintentional damage caused by me to others. But is it worth pondering? Can I change anything about it. I can certainly learn from it and prevent other such happenings. Thinking much about the past gives pain, we should always think about our future, dream about our future. Yes! That’s the ideal topic.

This is what I’ve been thinking about all night and penning it down was relaxing!

PS: This is my first piece of writing ever, and I was given only twenty minutes. I actually scribbled whatever popped up in my mind. You might encounter no link between one line and the other. Pardon me for that otherwise criticism is welcome.