the song that is changing my life right now...

The Who - Reign on me

Get this one. You'll never regret it. Awesome to sing when your in a car, alone or with a friend. Or on a bike, with the earth moving six inches beneath your feet. If your lonely, if your in love, if your out of love, if your depressed, if your on a high... if your on the top of a mountain or at the bottom of a river.... this song crosses all boundaries of time space & spirit. Heard it in a movie called 'Reign on me' starring Adam Sandler. It's tragic, it made me think. It made me love this song.


Posting the lyrics & the video. Hope you guys like it.

Only love
Can make it rain
The way the beach is kissed by the sea
Only love
Can make it rain
Like the sweat of lovers
Laying in the fields.

Love, Reign o'er me
Love, Reign o'er me, rain on me

Only love
Can bring the rain
That makes you yearn to the sky
Only love
Can bring the rain
That falls like tears from on high

Love Reign O'er me

On the dry and dusty road
The nights we spend apart alone
I need to get back home to cool cool rain
I can't sleep and I lay and I think
The night is hot and black as ink
Oh God, I need a drink of cool cool rain

Till death bring us together...

A friend's dad passed on today. I got the message from another friend who in turn got it from another.I rushed to his house at about 10.30 p.m. after work, saw him standing at the door staring at his dad who appeared peaceful in the hall. friends & relatives surrounded him in his moment of sorrow.

I was there, so were a couple of our other friends. Some whom i had really met after ages. And in that moment filled with sorrow, despair & grief... i saw hope rise up. Like a pillar shooting straight out from the earth, it stood alone, graceful & serene. We shall all mourn our friend's father's passing. But till we have each other, till we stand beside each other, tall & ever supportive, nothing, not even death can take us apart.

Battle of the Indian Bands

The Indian metal scene has evolved. It has had it's share of ups & downs (mostly downs) with bands making & breaking it. Have always been a fan of the great Indian Rock phenomenon, hence the battle of the bands. Most of em are my favorites, u can add a few if u want.

For long i've seen & heard metal heads come out in defense of their bands, swearing, shouting, raising their voices & at times their fists. Well it's about time we decide this shit. Go ahead... VOTE!

Add entries, just in case i've missed a few. U can email em to me along with pictures.

Ciao.
Sod off. Rock On.

i cannot... i refuse

i dont wear a mask i do not like to hide my darkness does not overshadow what i really am so i cannot change i refuse to walk a differrent road no matter what i cannot adapt i cannot be someone else i cannot leave myself behind in the sand nor can i speak of change. i am myself and i do not regret my reflection i am myself and my tongue does not roll in different ways i am myself and my eyes do not see wither i am myself, my shadow still remains mine... it did never happen, this truth that you claim, different worlds and different people, running away from so many things, peace in bottles broken sought, peace in a heaven of repentance bought, the air you buy is borrowed, the soil you till is stained with blood, i cannot be someone else, because there are things that i will not do, no matter what they nail me to, i cannot leave myself behind, salvation is never near, i cannot change, my shadow is mine, myself i remain... i cannot.... i refuse... to change

The need for crazy people.

Something that I had written a long time ago. Thought it should resurface :)

(May 23rd 2006)
something stirred me up today, it dug up a
feeling that i hav not felt in MONTHS! i was numbed down, docile,
being pushed into line with the system. then today i attended a
wedding with my dad. One of his long time buddies was finally tying the knot. a hindu wedding, so
there's no song and dance as such. just add lotsa ppl, chaos and pure
joy to the occasion n thts just it. while at this wedding i happened
to meet many of his friends. his tuff to the bone, cop friends and his
sweet talking 'family' type friends. both were pleasant and nice to
meet, well mannered and very jovial people. the hardships of life
never once showing up on their faces for fear of passing it on and
spreading an epidemic. just so u know, they work closely with my dad
on the on-going development work in parel. its been on since the last
13 years now.... my dad faces some real staunch opposition from his own
community, the east-indians of parel bhoiwada. they even tried to
excommunicate us on these grounds. all my dad wants is that these
people move out of their old broken homes and move into new one's that
will be constructed in their place. But no! they shall have none of
it. the latest news that we received is that there is a 'supari' (a
hit) taken out for him. i was there when he got the news. i listened
with wide eyes and fists clenched. i still shudder while i write this.
but when i saw him...he was smiling. not a grin, not a guffaw, just
a smile. one and only one thing passed through my mind at that
instant..... he was 'crazy'. he just had to be.

i decided to confront him, ask him if it was worth it, if he cared
about us, about his family, about himself. i did...and what he told me
has changed me forever. he said,"yes, im crazy!" he said it in hindi
and in marathi. thats all he said. he smiled and i was silenced.

later on during the afternoon his friends asked him if he wanted me to
take up after him, "in the same line" they said. he said nothing, he
just looked at me and said nothing. and in those 3 or 5 seconds he
said more than what a million bible's can hold. and after that he
smiled once again. i think he smiled because he knew my decision. he
knew that i loved the people close to me very much, he knew that i
would draw blood, mine or someone else's for these people that i hold
dear.he knew that i would never do anything remotely possible to hurt
them in any way. he also knew.... that i was crazy.

crazy like him. there is a fine line between bravado and madness.
heroes are many a times madmen in shining armor. i learned this from
him. this madness he said drives them to do things that many men fear.
it makes them move mountains, makes them turn rivers into blood, makes
them die for what they believe in. he told me of the hundreds of
families that have gone to transit camp far away almost 13 years ago.
some as far as mulund. all in the hope that when they return, they
will have better houses, a better foundations for their children's
dreams. he told me about the numerous people who died waiting for this
dream of theirs to come true. they died feeling cheated. but not once
did they blame my father. and this is what hurts him the most. he
feels he has betrayed these people. he cant sleep at night because
these people talk to him, wail and cry. his own mother, died in a hope
that he knew was almost lost. she made him promise her that he will
never give up his cause. and that is why till this day he strives.
he's crazy. he's crazy about his family. he wants to see us in a house
that wo'nt turn into our graves on a rainy day. he crazy about his
friends, many who he has not met in years. he's crazy about their
families. he's crazy about people he dose'nt even know, he wants them
to come up in life. yes my dad is crazy. and i write this with tears
in my eyes, hope in my heart and a prayer on my finger tips... that i
can one day be as crazy as him. i love you dad.
regards,
clyde.
kylo n i alway say this, that we can never be as great as our fathers.
no matter what, no matter how much we try. there is some truth in
this. but kylo, our fathers have taught us this.... the ones holding
the ladder are far greater than the ones that climb it....fin.