The scribbles resume, but at a new base.

Any of my fellow bloggers who earlier used to visit this blog, can rejoin their old pal in his journeys of write by simply sending just a blank mail at soumabh[AT]rediffmail.com . He'd be really happy :)

And for the one person who is being terribly missed despite the rightful blame upon me for not keeping in touch with him, Stranger's Inc ......... I'm still hoping for an end to your disappearance.
I am.

well.

I've been losing out on some special friends due to my own foolishness. Maybe losing them forever. Unlucky, that as long as you are wrong you have no idea that you are.

This grief overwhelms me
It burns in my stomach
And I can't stop bumping into things

I thought we'd be simple together
I thought we'd be happy together
Thought we'd be limitless together
I thought we'd be precious together
But I was sadly mistaken.

If I had a bill for all the philosophies I shared
If I had a penny for all the possibilities I presented
If I had a dime for every hand thrown up in the air
My wealth would render this no less severe.

~ Alanis Morissette
( "Simple Together" / Feast on Scraps )

Click here to download this song's mp3 file 07-alanis_morissette-simple_together-aaf.mp3

Floydian tranquilizer

Into the distance, a ribbon of black
stretched to the point of no turning back

a flight of fancy on a wind swept field
standing alone, my sense reeled
a fatal attraction holding me fast,
how can I escape this irresistible grasp?

can't keep my eyes from the circling sky
tongue-tied & twisted
just an earthbound misfit, I

ice is forming on the tips of my wings
unheeded warnings,
I thought, I thought of everything
no navigator to guide my way home
unladened, empty and turned to stone

a soul in tension that's learning to fly
condition grounded but determined to try
can't keep my eyes from the circling skies
tongue-tied & twisted
just an earthbound misfit, I

above the planet on a wing and a prayer
my grubby halo, a vapour trail in the empty air

across the clouds I see my shadow fly
out of the corner of my watering eye
a dream unthreatened by the morning light
could blow this soul right through the roof of the night

There's no sensation to compare with this
suspended animation, a state of bliss
can't keep my mind from the circling sky
tongue-tied & twisted
just an earthbound misfit, I

Learning to Fly / Pink Floyd

I never really tried out Floyd that much. But today, I can see the depth of their lyrics. Poetry that caressed and soothed the soul? Yes.
Well, Floyds...... chalo, somehow you got another fan of yours today.

Well.

Come to write a post.
Take a deep breath.......... swallow in the infinity of words and thoughts.... breathe in really really deep. Gulp it down.

Breathe out. All sighs and "phew!"s .

And that's it. A huge post. Completed.

And in the closing remark :

Soumabh Sen is the biggest fool you will ever come across. He is. Seriously.
And so now he really doesn't care about anything for himself. His first ambitious goal kick just had to end in an offside. And now he's volunteered to retire from the match and sit back among the spectators. Well, hi all ye fellows....I'm back to my seat.

- Asshole

Life,

sometimes you leave me stupefied, knocked out with the way you control us. One moment pushed into the reverse gear, and the very next into overdrive. I'm amazed.
How very out of our hold is the next tiny little millisecond.

Of a skydiver and a sky.

You've always wished for those skies to fly across and about.
And then you get to.
You're a skydiver, and you also put on wings someone said are made for these skies.
They'll help you keep afloat and cut across, it's said.
You go right up there, and take the dive.
Flying through the sky, everything feels nice.
And then suddenly you realise your flight's turned into a fall.
The wings also withered away.
Every passing moment throwing at you such and other hints that these skies are not yours.
And that they never will be.
It's too windy, restless. Won't let you rest assured of which way its breeze gonna blow any next instant. Changes direction every second.
The rescue airplane keeps hovering 'round, offering to take you to some other skies where the wind flows peaceful and where it won't break your flight.
Still you refuse, and send it away.
'Cause you're just too much addicted to this now to leave it here.
While the ground's coming up at you now a thousand miles a moment to bring an end to this shortened rendezvous between the sky and the skydiver.
But if it's to end afterall, why not spend those remaining few moments in this atmosphere...... every last seconds gaining a memory to cherish, a view to remember?
When the ground hits him eventually,
There would be no more skies he'll go looking for, afterall.
'Cause crashed and destroyed, he'll know that he would never be up there in the sky again.

And that's the story about why the famous skydiver spent the rest of his days in a garage with a roof without any hole.Coz he could hear the strange voices of some different kind of species coming from above.And so did he rest assured that the sky that had forsaken him, now had creatures that were meant for it.And they were flying up there happily, as if long accustomed to the constantly varying moods of the weather there. And not fumbling and grappling like some wishful, ambitious, unsuitable, failed skydiver whose only equipment that lasted till the end was the desire to rule that sky.

Read it whole? Tugging at your hair, pulling them apart? :)
Nevermind.
You all know my mental diarrhoea will always confuse a diagnosis.
So don't try.

:)

Shine on

Hold on
Hold on
Don't be scared.
You'll never change what's been and gone
May your smile
Shine on
Don't be scared,
Your destiny may keep you warm.

'Cause all of the stars
Have faded away
Just try not to worry,
You'll see them someday.
Take what you need
And be on your way and
Stop crying your heart out.

Get up,
Come on
Why you're scared?
You'll never change what's been and gone.

'Cause all of the stars
Have faded away.
Just try not to worry,
You'll see them some day.
Take what you need
And be on your way and
Stop crying your heart out.

'Cause all of the stars,
Have faded away
Just try not to worry,
You'll see them someday.
Just take what you need,
And be on your way and
Stop crying your heart out

We're all of the stars,
We're fading away.
Just try not to worry,
You'll see us someday.
Just take what you need,
And be on your way and
Stop crying your heart out.

~ Stop Crying Your Heart Out by OASIS

Getting mad by this song.
You too can. Here's for you to download (and no, this site has no annoying pop ups) :
Click here to download Oasis_-_04_-_Stop_Crying_Your_Heart_Out.mp3

When.......

... you people get married and have kids, tell them one thing :

Never try to become Soumabh Sen.

Else their entire life will be spent tearing their hair apart.

:((

200 Km / h in the Wrong Lane

That's the title of an album by tAtU, a russian pop group whom I really really never listen to, nor will.
But somehow, this title..... it does catch my attention. Come to think of it..... aren't there sometimes in life when you feel you've put your car in the wrong lane...... the entire traffic coming straight at you, head on. And still all you wanna do is put your foot on the accelerator and go speeding into everything. As everything comes skidding, screeching, screaming towards you. Imagine. Must be a real thrill till the crash and burn takes place finally, and all ends. Ain't it?

Conclusion : I hope there's an airbag in my car :)