im loooooooooooooooooooooooooooosing you!

".....This is a blind kind of love
Oh oh oh, the sweetest thing

I'm losing you
Whoa haaa, I'm losing you

Ain't love the sweetest thing
Ain’t love the sweetest thing
Ain’t love the sweetest thing
Ain’t love the sweetest thing ?...."

The ONLY U2 song I adore!!! Its the sorta song that makes you want to break out into a Karan Johar movie-type song... suddenly jump and click your heels, or twirl around poles in happiness!! Or fling your arms in sheer exuberance and want to envelop the whole world in your embrace! Or do an extremely well choreographed little jig.
BASICALLY, this song makes me happy!!

Are you lonesome tonight?

Elvis Presley. I have never felt so completely touched by a person's voice ever before. In the middle of this song, its more of a monologue, and its been written so beautifully, anyone could fall in love with the person who's written them. (Or Presley for singing them like that!)

(Words & music: Roy Turk / Lou Handman)
"Are you lonesome tonight,do you miss me tonight?
Are you sorry we drifted apart?
Does your memory stray to a brighter sunny day
When I kissed you and called you sweetheart?

Do the chairs in your parlor seem empty and bare?
Do you gaze at your doorstep and picture me there?
Is your heart filled with pain, shall I come back again?
Tell me dear, are you lonesome tonight?

I wonder if you’re lonesome tonight
You know someone said that the world’s a stage
And each must play a part.
Fate had me playing in love you as my sweet heart.
Act one was when we met, I loved you at first glance
You read your line so cleverly and never missed a cue
Then came act two, you seemed to change and you acted strange
And why I’ll never know.
Honey, you lied when you said you loved me
And I had no cause to doubt you.
But I’d rather go on hearing your lies
Than go on living without you.
Now the stage is bare and I’m standing there
With emptiness all around
And if you won’t come back to me
Then they can bring the curtain down.

Is your heart filled with pain, shall I come back again?
Tell me dear, are you lonesome tonight?"


There is that something about those old hollywood romances. The proper-ness and the cliched-ness of it all. Its heart-breakingly sweet. There are few things better than an out-an-out romantic film/book/song. Something plain and simple, but so beautiful in its simplicity.
The Hero is always a Robert Redford, and the heroine is just the prettiest. He's all macho, and she's chiffon-and-ribbon frail . Its so perfect.

No wonder everyone loves Mills n Boons. Its just a bit of Paris in everyday life! It appeals to almost all uncycnical, romantic females because probably we all would want that Paris in our lives. But we're grounded, and the fountains of Veinna are reserved for a whirlwind trip of Europe (in 14 days!), so whats wrong with a li'l old fashioned romance, even if it is in a dog-eared paperback? It's so nice to put down a book with a huge grin on your face!

casablanca

Parents influence, among many other things our choices for music when we are growing up. Before the acid rock hits us and before the music volumes are unbearable for our parents. I remember my father played his favourites and my mom and dad slow-danced to "Beautiful Tonight" by Eric Clapton every so often.
There are many beautiful songs that remind me of him, and I like Wham!, or The Police, or Bryan Adams because these are the songs I grew up listening to.
Theres this sweet song tucked away in memory I love listening to. Its called Casablanca, by Bertie Higgins (or Frank Sinatra) depends on the version you can find online.
Its so cute, do listen to it!

"I fell in love with you watching Casablanca
Back row of the drive in show in the flickering light
Popcorn and cokes beneath the stars became champagne and caviar
Making love on a long hot summers night

I thought you fell in love with me watching Casablance
Holding hands 'neath the paddle fans in Rick's Candle lit cafe
Hiding in the shadows from the spies. Moroccan moonlight in your eyes
Making magic at the movies in my old chevrolet

Oh! A kiss is still a kiss in Casablanca,
But a kiss is not a kiss without your sigh.
Please come back to me in Casablanca,
I love you more and more each day as time goes by"

so cute!

Def Leppard- Love Bites

This is, according to me, The Reason why God sent Def Lep to Earth!!! Seriously, were you to have half an ear, and love for 80's slow rock, this would be YOUR fav song as well. Its just so awesome.
I remember seeing it this August on Vh1, and for a song that released in 1987, thts something!
Someone on sing365.com reviewed it like this, and I couldn't have said it better myself!

" Love Bites is so sexy and alluring as my title says. A concert I recently attended definitely showed the electricity with this song. Every woman that had a mate was busy grinding them and was so into the lyrics of the song. The song is so magical and can transform a woman into an animal!!! "

Hmm, now this person got a lil graphic, but its true!
My fav lines are these- I love the way they've been sung

"I don't wanna touch you too much baby
'Cos making love to you might drive me crazy
I know you think that love is the way you make it
So I don't wanna be there when you decide to break it

No!"

Actually this entire song is one long sigh! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOhhhhh....

this is the album Hysteria ('87) one of their best.

music in my ears...

This is something that I've always wondered. If people wear headphones all the time while travelling, doesn't it take away from hearing the myriad sounds of the streets. As I walk to college in the morning, I see people with headphones beginning from their ears and their wires snaking into pant-pockets. Don't they want to hear what all they miss out? The streets are alive with sounds of the city. (LOL! Hey I dont live in Austria like her!) The birds frantically calling out, the hurried cars whizzing about, the friends on a morning walk, the little school children discussing homework ("5 ka table likhna tha..."), the lovers' early morning spat...all these sounds, would you want to miss them out?

Now, as far as music lovers go, I'm a pretty big one. My "first thing in the morning" is to put on my stereo (AAH! the joys of sleeping alone!)... and I HAVE to HAVE my 'current favorite track' playing in the background at all times. But I've lost track of the times I've declined the "Beta, chuck the cell phone, Ill get you an I pod instead". (Which I still think is a rather crappy thing, whatever you say!)...And I don't have a music phone either (I will ALWAYS love you Bobo,the cutest cell phone in the world!), but I don't want to belong to the people who do that. Walk around with music in their ears.

The primary reason I write this, is because, travelling is when I actually think. And read. I come up with most of my blog entries while walking. With most of my poems, and almost every weird idea that I get. I love walking and talking to myself. Its a very therapeutic thing. According to Paulo Coelho, a simple thing like that is akin to speaking with your angel (The Valkyries). So I'd like to not have music then.

And read. What IS better than reading the heavy book to and fro college/class/etc, wherever? I remember lugging around Seth's A Suitable Boy for 3 weeks everywhere I went. (1349 pages, hardbound-NOT a small job!). Fewer things are better than a long bus journey, a comfortable seat, and a good book. (Just remember to tell the Conductor to tell you when to get down... I speak from Experience!).

Now, all this might change were I to be flashy enough to carry a I pod, or whatever is the IN thing currently as of 5/10/2007... or to have a phone with my music collection. When does the mind wander off to un-thought-of things? When do I read the ever growing stack of books I must? Oh, Lord, when do I think of the dearly beloved as well? And most importantly, when do I come up with entries as senseless as this?

LILIAN

oooh, please do listen to this song. Its ...plaintive. (oo!) Its not the song I was looking for, but Depeche Mode's good, and this guys singing in a very low voice. Its sexy.


Oh, Lilian
Look what you've done
You've stripped my heart
Ripped it apart
In the name of fun

Oh, Lilian
I'm a poor man's son
And precious jewels
Weren't found in schools
Where I came from

Pain and misery always hit the spot
Knowing you can't lose what you haven't got

Oh, Lilian
I should have run
I should have known
Each dress you own
Is a loaded gun

Oh, Lilian
Oh, Lilian

I need protection
I hear your voice
And any choice I had is gone

Oh, Lilian
Once I begun
I couldn't stop
'til every drop of blood was sung

Pain and misery always hit the spot
Knowing you can't lose what you haven't got

Oh, Lilian
Look what you've done
You stripped my heart
Ripped it apart
In the name of fun

Oh, Lilian
Oh, Lilian
Oh, Lilian
Oh, Lilian




ooooooooo

angeltread

Now I've lost my fear
So I pray that you come near
With a million sparkly lights
And help me, help me through the night


Is this some kind of holy test
To stitch the treadmarks off my chest
To get up, walk outside my head
On a holy search for angeltread


sixpence none the richer...

dear, my love

"Dear my love, haven't you wanted to be with me ?
And dear my love, haven't you longed to be free ?
I can't keep pretending that I don't even know you
And at sweet night, you are my own
Take my hand...."

Evanescence, Anywhere.

Where is all this going? And does it even have to? Why is it all "lets see kya hota hain"?... I wish I had the courage to take my life in my own hands! OH, how!


"I have dreamt of a place for you and I
No one knows who we are there
All I want is to give my life only to you
I've dreamt so long I cannot dream anymore
Let's run away, I'll take you there"

There is no pain, you are receding



Out of the entire song, this is the line that got stuck in my head. Weird, I'd say the song's been written so beautifully, there are better things said by the band. With the magnificent vocals and astounding guitar solos this song is one of the best classic rock songs ever.

"The child is grown,
The dream is gone.
but I have become comfortably numb."


My father, he listened to Pink Floyd a lot, and now, suddenly today I wanted to see wht they were all about. But then, he always had great taste in music!

nothing else compares!!

The lights go out and I can't be saved
the Tides that I tried to swim against,
Have, brought me down upon my knees
Oh I beg, I beg, and plead, singing.

Come out with things unsaid
Shoot an apple off my head
And a trouble that can't be named
Oh a tigers waiting to be tamed, singing

You are
You are
You are
You are

Confusion that never stops
The closing walls and ticking clocks,
gonna, Come back and take you home
I could not stop that you now know, singing.

Come out upon my seas
the Cursed missed opportunities
Am I a part of the cure?
Or am I part of the disease, singing

You are
You are
You are
You are
You are
You are

And nothing else compares
And nothing else compares
And nothing else compares
And nothing else compares

You are
You are

Home, where I wanted to go, home
Home, where I wanted to go, home
Home, where I wanted to go, home (you are)
Home, where I wanted to go, home (you are)


CLOCKS! coldplay...

YOUUUUUUU AAAAAAAARRREEEEE, really.

long gone

'I think about my life gone by

How it's done me wrong

There's no escape for me this time

All of my rescues are gone, long gone.....'

Richard Marx...

There is something quite desperate in his voice when he sings these lines from the song 'Hazard'... Its so plain with longing...it makes me sad. There is always a time before my exams when these lines come to haunt me!!

These guys - Richard Marx, Michael Hutchence, Sting, Bryan Adams.... all of them have similar sounding voices.... husky and deep....and seriously, plain sexy.

the person falling here is me...

"And now I tell you openly -
You have my heart so don't hurt me
You’re what I couldn't find
A totally amazing mind
So understanding and so kind
You're everything to me "

the cranberries

Ecstasy

According to "The Witch of Portobello ", Paulo Coelho, ecstasy comes from a Greek word and means standing outside yourself. Its such a temptation laden word. I dont know why, but writers and authors use the word "ecstasy" to talk about making love, dancing in luxuriant waves , or being under the influence of substances, This is shoddy writing that Im writing, but someday when I know more about ecstasy, Ill write better.

"I can feel a pleasure, that's the pain
When I die, I died in vain
I can hear sweet temptations come
Come with me and we will fall

Ecstasy, misunderstood
Will you dance with me
As if I should?
And in the morning
The sun will shine
Still I can't shake her
Get out of my mind..."

Dolores O'riordan

Oh life, its bigger..

my blog seems like a shrine to this song...

vindicated.

Hope dangles on a string
Like slow spinning redemption
Winding in and winding out
The shine of it has caught my eye
And roped me in
So mesmerizing, so hypnotizing
I am captivated....

dashboard confessional

you and me

"I don't pay attention to the ones who never cared

Find your own direction 'cos there's sweetness in the air

You will be the world to me and I will always be

Dwelling in this happiness, your gift of purity

Eh-ee-oh, eh-ee-oh, eh-ee-oh, eh-ee-oh [x2]

Aahh, you and me will always be

You and me Forever be,

Eternally will always be

You and me

Always be You and me Forever be,

Eternally It will always be You and me

Forever be, Eternally"

the cranberries!!!

to everyone on their "I don't believe in forever" day, this song puts you out of that mood, and makes u look up. That's what I adore about HAPPY love songs, they make you so much more hopeful! and you begin to dance and dream, eternally. (you and me)

BTW, dre, I've booked this song as mine!! lolz! find another one!

I'm never getting over this song, am I?

at my most beautiful...

Some songs are so simple, so plain about being in love. The writers havent made a fuss about being in love, and getting with it, u know. I hate songs that have lyrics like "Come over, suger-cube, i wanna touch you..." Not only is tht icky, it also makes for bad music taste! (lol!)



"I've found a way to make you
I've found a way
A way to make you smile

I read bad poetry
Into your machine
I save your messages
Just to hear your voice
You always listen carefully
To awkward rhymes
You always say your name,
Like I wouldn't know it's you,
At your most beautiful


At my most beautiful
I count your eyelashes, secretly
With every one, whisper I love you
I let you sleep
I know you're closed eye watching me,
Listening
I thought I saw a smile..."
R.E.M


or this one, poignant and no hang-ups,

" Just a Perfect Day
Drank Sangria in the Park
And Later, when it gets dark
We go Home

Just A Perfect Day
Feed Animals in the Zoo
And Later, a movie too
And then Home

It's Such a Perfect Day
I'm Glad I spent it with you
Such a Perfect Day
You Just keep me hanging on
You Just keep me hanging on....."

duran duran.

I think I should have been born 10 yrs earlier thn wht I was!... atleast by music tastes!

Losing My Religion.

I've known and loved this song by REM for a long long time, but I dont know why today it had to hit me like that. The words and the way tht they have been written, struck me as odd. Like I ve always wanted to say it, but these ppl just got there earlier, much earlier.

The new blog name, as well is also a line frm the song.



"Every whisper
Of every waking hour I'm
Choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool
Oh no I've said too much
I set it up...."


Choosing my confessions, how true. Isnt that what its all about? I wish we were allowed that! to choose wht we'd like to say. And thats how a blog comes about....

over and over and over...

"Feeling your styles the causes your blankets that saved me
Over and over and over and over you played me
Afraid of rejection the places we went that defaced me
Over and over and over and over you saved me ...."

the coral sea.

I dont really know wht these lines mean, but I have a pretty picture in my mind!! Its a nice enough song that I heard on Grey's Anatomy.
Afraid of rejection. Damn, I hate it, the fear of rejection.
Stops us frm most of everything, right. Like something as simple as a new hair colour could be a thing you wouldnt do because you are afraid tht ppl might not like it, and will say "Yikes!"
But the nicest thing is when you are scared and afraid and they go out and save you. Over and over and over and over.... lolz!
this is crap, i dont evn understand wht i am typing anymore! i love this, no one reads my blog, and i can write whatever i want!!! lolz!