You'll never walk alone

Sitting in the class, the 22 hr long cruise from one end of the world to the other,
sitting with each other, celebrating each other's identity and facilitating a bump free ride
I could not help myself
My mind kept on drifting
And
Somehow I kept on reminiscing the following lines...


When you walk through a storm,
hold your head up high,
and don't be afraid of the dark;

At the end of the storm,
is the golden sky,
and the sweet silver song of the lark,
Walk on through the wind,
walk on through the rain;

Though your dreams be tossed and blown,
Walk on,
walk on with hope in your heart;
And
You'll never walk alone,
You'll never walk alone.

Wish you were here

As you all know, this creation is not mine, but i want you to ponder over the meaning of lines and think...what are we doing, why are we doing, whatever we're doing.

So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

Did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
Did you exchange
A walk on part in the war,
For a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

Wishing you all were here with me.....but I am Here Without You

WHY ?? Tell me WHY

Tell me WHY?

Why do lovers need to show the world their love on valentines day only?

Why do Indians become patriotic only on 15 august and 26 january?

Why do we love our ‘shitty’ cricket team, if they win one(only)?

Why do we forget their past performances?

Why are our memories so short?

Why don’t we know to know about recognizing greatness?

Why can’t we live peacefully with greatness in our adjacent house?

Why do we have a culture of hero worship?

Why are we afraid to share our thoughts, if they are different?

Why do we do things, which we don’t want to do?

Why have we become robot-like in our pursuit to create human-like robots?

Why have we stopped asking questions?

Why are we accepting things they are?

Why are we leaving our humanness behind?

Why are we “depriving man of his soul”?

If someone has the answers,

Tell me WHY?

some unblogging/unclogging

enough wid da blogs....there are some thots tht plague us all the time,they make us miserable,make us daydream throw us in deep waters of dilemma and embarrassment .

They say tht n idle mind is a devils workshop.The above mind is a philosophers birthplace.
It so happened that I was in tht birthplace 4 a few days and see what I came up with...

i m racin towards the source of life of truth,
fleeing life of lies and vanity,
if i cud only hold her image fast in my head,
my eyes wud not look outward at the world

i dont expect every1 to understand but sm of u may understand it....i hope u resonate every word of the coming lines also

If I ascend up to heaven,you are there....;
If I take the wings of morning,
Or dwell in the deepest sea;
Even there would your thought lead me
And your hand would hold me.

For everythin u hv wished in your life.....for happiness of those who you care bout..let us all prey to thee for their well being and smiling faces