When it rains..

Lazy eyes turned my side to the left, where I generally keep my phone next to my pillow. Check the time; it was 7’o clock in the morning. I smiled to myself as I had one more hour to sleep before I kick-start the day. Snoozed my phone thrice and finally got up at 8’o clock. Had nice shower, played my everyday playlist of songs on the phone. The best way to start a day for me is listening to music while I am brushing my teeth and while bathing. I got dressed and came out of room to dry my towel in the terrace. It was raining, I smiled. I wondered how the glimpse of rain still enchant me and bring back old memories when I used to spend hours watching rain through my window with a smile on my lips.

When the emotions are running high!!

There are moments when you feel so shattered, when you are not able to understand why you are low. You try hard to hit the right cord, to make people understand what you are going through and what the reasons for your sadness are. Actually you yourself don’t know.

And then when you take a step to talk randomly to that someone, things that you never thought poked you, which has stayed passively in corner of your mind/heart comes out as an emotional opening up.

Things that you had stored deep within, which even you were not conversing about, takes shape in form of words and open up to that someone who is patiently listening to you without commenting anything but just letting you talk, open up till you are done with it. Till the tears dry, till the heart beats comes to the normal beating, till the time you feel you are done and now you can sleep with a wish of new fresh morning.

I hear you...

Some songs poke your brain every time you listen to it as some memories are attached to it. There are times when you want to keep away from those memories but then the song reminds you of it now and then. It is worse when it is a new song you are addicted to. You will hear it everywhere; let it be in your playlist, your friend’s car, your driver's mobile ringtone, the hindi serial background song, the saloon you passing through Grrrr..

It was a shock when I heard it from my painter’s mobile. The busy painter was enjoying the song and brushing the wall where as I froze for a moment, closed my eyes, relish the moments, ran away from the moment, reminded myself to get back to real life :D

Cheers!!!

P.S. : Stop screaming the song into my ear. I hear you.. : :