"Walk a little distance with me ,..see it your self" :)

           Well everyone who knows me by now, knows the fact of me being fidha over Shreya Ghoshal, her voice and her songs. What a lovely melodious voice! And the way she carries it off with an unusual kind off emotional feel, the sudden highs and lows in her tone, matching the perfect mood... simply awesome, brilliant, mind-blowing &..... (trying to find the best adjective possible).

I do not watch TV, I happen to just listen to FM Radio quite often. I hear all the songs but "listen" to very few especially shreya's. I get so carried away by her songs even before I would have listened and analysed the lyrics and its meaning. I'll simply be drawn towards her voice unconsciously. Only then will I try to listen to the lyrics, curiously trying to understand the meaning. 

Right now I'm listening to this particular song "dhoora swalpa dhoora"  which is definitely one of the best composition and music this year. Few of my fav songs, sung by her in kannada

- Hoovina banadhanthe -Birugali,

- Araamagi idhe naanu -GOKULA

- Neenedhu neenedhu nodu -Gilli

- Na naguva modhalene- Manasare

- Male Baruva haagidhe -Moginna manase

- Krishna nee begane baaro -Paris Pranaya

- Araluthiru jeevadha geleya & ivanu geleyanalla -Mungaru male

- Manasalle mathadhuve -Geleya

- Male ninthu hodha mele - Milana,...among kannada songs.

Hindi songs the list goes on beyond what I can list here

I get so involved in her songs that I automatically start to feel the emotions in the song, the way it's composed to be.

Music is close to my heart, if someone needs to get there.. it will be through music. Tears of happiness & contentment like I've owned something is what I feel like when I listen to her songs, her voice and the emotions just comes out like the bubbles from the soap water when stirred rigorously.

Full kush & thats the main reason I tend to sing only her songs where ever & whenever I get a chance to sing.May be thats why my friends call me "hopeless romantic", well when they initially tagged me so i was shocked "why the hell am i called so? am i so hopeless with absolutely no feelings at all.." But later learnt that it meant the other way round which was to look at the world and everything around us & feel its beautiful.

Here is the translation of the lyrics I'm listening to right now…

"Dhoora swalpa Dhoora"

https://youtu.be/6-FVZPZkLog

Hope everyone enjoys the song more after reading this :-)

Walk a little distance with me…

And see it for yourself…

Stop and have a look at me…

Just once… 

When you are watching me…

I’ll run away…from myself…

A word (of heart) dissolves at the tip of my lips…

And I look around evadingly…

Stealthy eyes…are lying…

See it for yourself… 

You are in my heart…

Yet you stand so afar…

The moment without you…

Is like a garland of thousand thorns on me…

Shall I hug you without telling…?

Shall I give you a peck…?

A drop of tear is revealing everything…

See it for yourself… 

Even with this separation between us…

Why there is so much of proximity…?

I’ll laugh…would keep laughing…

Yet I have to suffer this pain…

Shall I cry off once…?

Shall I die off in your arms…?

My small heart is shaking vigorously…

See it for yourself…

PS: Bairi piya bada bedardi ISHHHREYA!!

NEVER ENDING IF NOT AN HAPPY ENDING!! :)

                         

       The tick-toking clock on the wall informed her it was 12:30 p.m in the afternoon....only 12:30?? She shuddered to think of how slowly time would pass that day, though she hadn't had her breakfast yet.

        The warm afternoon sunlight was pouring into her room from the eastern windows bathing her in its glow. She closed her eyes in contentment and realized what exactly she needed at the moment. Unconsciously she started walking towards the direction of the temple, which she had once visited after someone "then" really close to her had told about it. That place reminded her of the few sweet memories which brought a cute smile on her face which was soon followed by the hard memories and tears flowed down her cheeks. She started walking away hiding her tears, and she came across an old tree which ones looked full with leaves and flowers. She had adored the same tree every time she saw, she thought everything around looked nice and beautiful “then”. But now the tree looked dead. Now had changed so drastically from then. The withering leaves at the tips of the branches confirmed her worst fears.

     'It isn't dead yet' a voice spoke from behind. She turned around to look at a wrinkled old man with a clutching stick in his hand. She asked 'How do you know?'

He smiled.'You see those upper branches' he pointed in the direction- 'look closely…… can't you see something there.. a little away from dried leaves?'
She followed his gaze and squinted in the sunlight.

Her eyes widened because sure enough, she could see tiny green leaflets sprouting from the tip of a branch. He was right.

'I think your eyesight is better than mine Uncle.....' She said with a surprise.

‘Eyesight has nothing to do with it....' he added- 'I could see because I was looking for it. You didn't see because you believed the tree was dead.'

       Suddenly her face broke into the widest smile in months. How foolish had she been to assume that her story was over! The story of life was ever-changing....ever-evolving.

It simply never ended. As long as she was alive and breathing, as long as she could feel the heat of the sun, as long as she could dream. She knew she had a purpose. She had a hundred more stories to write, a thousand more smiles to spread and a million more lives to touch. She need not worry about her ending anymore. For her, the story was only just the beginning, like a famous saying every cloud has a silver lining! She believed in herself and hoped to look for a golden lining!!

                         

PS: Only you can lift up yourself in the worst times of fear and failure. You were meant to be awesome, not perfect.