Life is full of surprises. Is it? How often do we hear or see things that we have never before?Is it because the definitions of life keeps changing constantly. As a child I was very happy spending more time with family and countless hours of play . The new toys and friends made all the difference. When did we start wanting more things? when and why?
(All my bags are packed , I am ready to go ... I am standing here outside your door...)
Defining distance in a virtual world. Everything is a phone call away and all conversations are translated into digitally coded messages .You can live through another persons' experience- a simple camera phone and everything can be recorded shared and stored... then, why is it so difficult to say good bye? Unimaginable it is to live without the taste and the touch, the smell and the smile of a loved one. The void that the absence of a loved one creates cannot be filled by digital images and sounds. One cannot fill a stomach with ads of food and posters on the wall.
(I hate to wake you up to say good bye :( ...)
The absence shall make the presence more strong . Like food is delicious when you are about to starve. The bed is cozier when you want to sleep. The joke is funnier when you want to laugh . The films are sadder when you want to cry.
(The dawn is breaking.. its early morn... the taxi's waiting - he is blowing his horn...
I hate to wake you up to say - good bye )
The roads are longer when you can run no more. The river gets deeper when you can swim no more. The smoke chokes when you can breathe no more. The cold freezes you when can bear no more.
(So kiss me and pray for me .. say that you will wait for me ...
Tell me that you 'll never let me go ...)
Want to disappear into thin air and follow you like a fragrance .. want to melt in your light and shadow you into the darkness.. want be the sound of your footsteps and the song of your breath.There will be no distance cos there will be no me .. I shall be one with you and one with your time...
(Cos I am leaving on a jet plane .. Donno when I ' ll be back again...
Oh babe ... I hate to go ... )
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