milkshake

this is for everyone who is a fan of richard linklater and his films.
its from one of the best films ever made..."before sunrise" (1995)
a poem that a street-poet writes for jesse and celine....


daydream delusion, limousine eyelash
oh baby with your pretty face....drop a tear in my wineglass
Look at those big eyes....see what you mean to me
sweet-cakes and milkshakes
i'm a delusion angel, i'm a fantasy parade
i want you to know what I think...don't want you to guess anymore
you have no idea where I came from
we have no idea where we're going
lodged in life.....like branches in a river
flowing downstream
caught in the current
i carry you.....you'll carry me
that's how it could be
don't you know me?
don't you know me by now?

m

set my heart ablaze...

i know i haven't written in a lonnnng time. life's been a roller coaster. not the good kind.
id promised myself that next time when i have something truly wonderful to share i will write again. i've waited in vain for 7-8 months.

not much has changed since then. but today i saw my most favourite video in the world again and it filled me with happy thoughts. and here i am....

dreams are like flowers. they need sunlight and lots of nurturing for them to truly bloom. the light may have temporarily faded a little, but i nurture the dreams....hoping that one day they will all come true.

the video of mani ratnam's title track from "dil se"....it sets my heart on fire. i always wonder how a song can be so full of innocence that only the young have and yet so much breath-stopping passion! gulzar;s lyrics, rahman's genius in composing and singing....matching perfectly with the way shahrukh and manisha bring it alive and ablaze on screen.

this was according to me the best time of shahrukh's career. the passion on his face ... in his eyes in the song is so raw and earthy....not corrupted yet by the power and the superstardom that would come later.

it set me thinking....when so young...do we really understand "love" or "dreams" or "desires"? its ironical that by the time one starts understanding their meanings...the naivette that brings boundless passion has slowly started waning.

so when do we truly love? as young when we don't know what it means and everything that it will entail? or older and wiser when we are so aware of all the risks involved that we always dread to take that final step .... towards blissful freefall.....?

m