looking at a sound..

I am looking at the sound

Oh I am looking at the sound

I am looking at the sound

coming at me

It not real, yes I know

Its not real, Yes i know

But I am looking at the sound

dont you see?

Its like a flash in the wind

like a sparkle of a word

like a window to the warmth

like a smell of a thought

Oh I am looking at a sound

staring at me…

 

a return to the lost idea of reason

I lost a part of my tooth today.. not in a big way .. but the corn I ate two days back took it while going through.. i cannot help but realize that my physical being is constantly perishing.. as much as I enjoy the youth.. as much as I may dream or hope for a greater tomorrow and the end of today, I must understand I am withering away.. just as you are even while reading this text..

The slowness of such a thing doesn’t create the urgency it demands.. something must be done that isn’t a part of the usual.. there must be a certain deliberation that meets the purpose.. whatever it may be..

What do you desire more than anything today? Is it what you desired yesterday? Is it what you would desire the day when you die? What, if at all would matter, if we could desire what would never change.. the eternal perhaps in our mortal existence.. what if that eternal desire would truly outlive our lives that are constantly fading?

 

olivier tosciani…

Its been a few years.. but that was our sad effort at making a falooda out of olivier tosciani..

 

Biutiful..

Alejandro Gonzalez Innaritu ..I’ve loved his movies for a long time now.. difficult stories that can only be expressed in wordless cinematic phrase..

Biutiful could well be his masterpiece.. story of a man fighting through cancer.. and holding to save immigrant people groups he ends up supporting.. his deep longings to have lived with his father who moved away from Spain during the revolution, and his helplessness in giving his kids a fate similar to his own..

a very very expressive movie..

 

Before the time is almost gone..

Of a few many things

a fewer still remain in the memory

of those few just a few touch the heart if ever..

saw a man being buried

lived for 4 over 80

a million moments and

a million words

of him are 3 more in this world

who cried a tear

dust to dust we become

before the time is almost gone

before the skies burst open

and He takes me home..

before this all becomes what its meant to be

in this smaller reflection

in this stark reminder

“dont waste your life..”

 

I am God’s dream..

A “birthday” gone.. Age makes you really bored about birthdays.. as I mentioned earlier on this blog, I celebrate others birthdays more than I do mine.. its more fun when your friend takes you out and makes you feel special ..

Anyways I started to think what exactly is a Birthday? Is it the day I was born – yes but not exactly.. I was technically born in my mother a lot before my birthday… and thats not even getting close to my birthday, because God says that He knew me before I was in my mother’s womb..

For you created my inmost being; 

You knit me together in my mother’s womb.

 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; 

Your works are wonderful, 
 I know that full well.

 My frame was not hidden from you 
 When I was made in the secret place. 
 When I was woven together in the depths of the earth,

 Your eyes saw my unformed body. 
 All the days ordained for me 
 Were written in your book 
 Before one of them came to be. 

- Psalm 139: 13-16

Whats really powerful is “Your eyes saw my unformed body.“.

I am God’s dream .. Cannot think of a better gift.. What Jesus did on the cross proves this further .. truly a realization that takes a while to sink in…

Still its a struggle to live through the days.. and the song below is the song on the journey to the promised land.. where I walk much like those before me.. weak and in need of constant guidance and support.. to be God’s dream..

Guide me, O Thou great Redeemer
Pilgrim through this barren land.
I am weak, but Thou art mighty;
Hold me with Thy powerful hand.
Bread of Heaven, Bread of Heaven,
Feed me till I want no more;
Feed me till I want no more.

Open now the crystal fountain,
Whence the healing stream doth flow;
Let the fire and cloudy pillar
Lead me all my journey through.
Strong Deliverer, strong Deliverer,
Be Thou still my Strength and Shield;
Be Thou still my Strength and Shield.

Lord, I trust Thy mighty power,
Wondrous are Thy works of old;
Thou deliver’st Thine from thralldom,
Who for naught themselves had sold:
Thou didst conquer, Thou didst conquer,
Sin, and Satan and the grave,
Sin, and Satan and the grave.

When I tread the verge of Jordan,
Bid my anxious fears subside;
Death of deaths, and hell’s destruction,
Land me safe on Canaan’s side.
Songs of praises, songs of praises,
I will ever give to Thee;
I will ever give to Thee.

Musing on my habitation,
Musing on my heav’nly home,
Fills my soul with holy longings:
Come, my Jesus, quickly come;
Vanity is all I see;
Lord, I long to be with Thee!
Lord, I long to be with Thee!

 

in~ter~net

If you’ve spent a decade on the internet – you must feel old.. a friend told me how he used to check IMDB in the early nineties and that was hard to grasp.. during the early nineties i had only got to see a computer once.. even after the assembled PCs became a reality in India, it took quite a while to get any sort of internet connections (dial ups) and broadband came in not until 2005-6..

but whats really sad about internet is that you still have to depend on pretty faulty and slow internet service providers.. wired broadband however has definitely come a long way – just that the happy scene runs only till the connection stops working.. recently someone driving an earth mover decided to play around during his free time.. uprooting all the cables that ran to my room mate’s wired set – just couldnt end up feeling more helpless..

the reason i write is that I fell for a few TV ads and bought a wireless connection..

i suppose you gotta spend all that money and look at a worse than dial-up-speed to be able to feel the happiness in my heart..

my friend recently upgraded to 3G services and was shocked that the flying ZooZoos werent trying to show the possible data speeds but were just entertaining you during the momentary breaks between the endless world of cricket…

Note: Both the embedded videos just wouldn’t play on my current connection.. so please don’t be surprised if they are innocent spoof and  forgive yours truly..