Dry Your Eyes

In one single moment your whole life can turn 'round
I stand there for a minute starin' straight into the ground
Lookin' to the left slightly, then lookin' back down
World feels like it's caved in - proper sorry frown
Please let me show you where we could only just be, for us
I can change and I can grow or we could adjust
The wicked thing about us is we always have trust
We can even have an open relationship, if you must
I look at her she stares almost straight back at me
But her eyes glaze over like she's lookin' straight through me
Then her eyes must have closed for what seems an eternity
When they open up she's lookin' down at her feet

Dry your eyes mate
I know it's hard to take but her mind has been made up
There's plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you've got to walk away now
It's over

So then I move my hand up from down by my side
It's shakin', my life is crashin' before my eyes
Turn the palm of my hand up to face the skies
Touch the bottom of her chin and let out a sigh
'Cause I can't imagine my life without you and me
There's things I can't imagine doin', things I can't imagine seein'
It weren't supposed to be easy, surely
Please, please, I beg you please
She brings her hands up towards where my hands rested
She wraps her fingers round mine with the softness she's blessed with
She peels away my fingers, looks at me and then gestures
By pushin' my hand away to my chest, from hers

Dry your eyes mate
I know it's hard to take but her mind has been made up
There's plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you've got to walk away now
It's over

And I'm just standin' there, I can't say a word
'Cause everythin's just gone
I've got nothin'
Absolutely nothin'

Tryin' to pull her close out of bare desperation
Put my arms around her tryin' to change what she's sayin'
Pull my head level with hers so she might engage in
Look into her eyes to make her listen again
I'm not gonna fuckin', just fuckin' leave it all now
'Cause you said it'd be forever and that was your vow
And you're gonna let our things simply crash and fall down
You're well out of order now, this is well out of town
She pulls away, my arms are tightly clamped round her waist
Gently pushes me back and she looks at me straight
Turns around so she's now got her back to my face
Takes one step forward, looks back, and then walks away

Dry your eyes mate
I know it's hard to take but her mind has been made up
There's plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you've got to walk away now
It's over

I know in the past I've found it hard to say
Tellin' you things, but not tellin' straight
But the more I pull on your hand and say
The more you pull away

Dry your eyes mate
I know it's hard to take but her mind has been made up
There's plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you've got to walk away now.

A Little Bit of This and That

It is 2:56 A.M at night. Happy 16^th July everyone.

I am listening to the acoustic version of Broken By Seether.

Beautiful.

Moving on … Upon his insistence I went to Saurabh’s salsa class today. I had Sobby for company. We sat there watching 6 couples move their waists, sometimes irregularly but moving them nonetheless.

After much deliberation Sobby and I concluded that the entire session was … well… ordinary.

It was at this juncture that Saurabh informed us that we were bearing witness to a class of beginners. Fair enough.
The dance instructor was obese, if I may say so, but I am told that he dances like a dream, which I choose to take at face value here.

This was followed by the three of us discussing plans for the next 6 months.

Our itinerary is as follows :

Oasis-2006 BITS Pilani September 16 or so

Rendezvus-2006 IIT Delhi September 22 or so.

Mood Indigo IIT Bombay December 22 or so

You see we’ve decided we shall only be attending the major fests in the coming 6 months.
We shall be going sans girls in all three in all probability.
There shall be no Mujhse Shaadi Karogi type songs. If you missed us perform that then you’re lucky.

We shall not be murdering salsa again either.

Many of you may not have a clue about what I just said but trust me, that’s a good thing.

Here’s what our format is going to be :

0:00 - 4:00 (Approx) - Michael Jackson (Who is it/Dangerous/Billie Jean mix)

4:00 – 4:30 – 4 people go change their costumes backstage with one person still on stage with the spotlight on him.

4:30 – 5:00 – The single guy goes backstage and the other 4 come back for a minimum of two formations.

5:00 - 7:00 – Powerdancing.

7:00 – 9:00 – Something on the lines of Allah Ke Bande (MLN style ;) )

9:00 – 11:30 or so – Freestyling ending on Smells Like Teen Spirit.

I suppose conditioning shall be starting off by the next weekend.

And this goes out to all you wannabe freestylers.

If you’re starting off on waving … try it out in a full sleeve shirt of proper fitting.It is easier to achieve the final effect this way.

If you truly wish to learn it then try rolling up your shirt to your shoulders and then practice.

Note - Do not forget to include the shoulders in the overall motion.

The shoulders follow an up-down motion. When one goes up the other goes down and vice versa.

And and and … lest I forget … try and practice these moves in front of a mirror or better still … turn off the lights and light a candle. Now stand between the candle and a wall so that your shadow falls on the wall. If you achieve the wave effect on the shadow on the wall then you’ve got it !

I hope that was helpful. Any and all doubts shall be entertained.

If any of you reading this is male and interested in dancing then please do get in touch. We are looking for people for the aforementioned fests.

Enough of that.

If you’re still reading this …

Goodnight
A.G

The Only Disability in Life ...

... is a bad attitude.

Realize it. It, like the truth, has the power to set you free.

Goodnight

A.G

Gurgaon

1. I apologise for the poor fonts.
2. The above point stresses that I , still, am alive.


The title of this post aptly describes my geographical co-ordinates vis-à-vis now.
People live like animals here. This is an understatement.

We, on the other hand, found ourselves a room fit for Caesar himself. The process involving finding it is probably the most horrific tale ever told.
The second most horrific tale ever told is how Sobby and I have been appearing for interviews left and right.
I shall not go into details right now.
We have been sweating it out in the city for more than a week now.
We’ve been surviving on Aallu ke paranthe all day for 8 days straight. (an egg roll thrown in for good measure).

Everytime we turn the T.V on we are either greeted by the Mr. Reshamiya’s voice or Amitabh Bachhan’s Waqt (The race against time, I might add.)

I believe I am encountering the sum total of whatever bad luck I were to have in a lifetime.

Depression, or any of its first cousins, however, find themselves distanced from us.

We’ve been roaming the malls after 11:00 P.M only to find everything closed down. If this weren’t enough we ended up spending Rs. 307 at Barista.

Our ride back home nearly cost us an additional Rs. 300.

All in all, I deem it fit to say that our stay here has been one of either extremes.
Jeopardy and horrendous luck in one end and the familiar sit back and relax routine at the other.

This, in all fairness, is not even the beginning of what we’ve undergone in the past week but I’m hoping it serves as
a reminder to everyone that Gurgaon, clearly, is not for the weak hearted.

If I were given an opportunity to change anything about our experience here, I’d change nothing.

Gurgaon, much like life, is what you want it to be.

Goodnight
A.G

P.S - I’m at 98913 62707. There.

Until Next Time

This is me, again. (Who else?)
I leave for Gurgaon with Sobby tomorrow morning.
I thought I’d leave a sort of a goodbye note.

This blog shall, in all probability, be static for long now.

I finally have bought a cell.
I did so for I need to have, at least, a back up in the form of Bluetooth in order to access the net.

Other luxuries such as smsing and calling are secondary to me.

So much for that.
I do solemnly hope my absence is inconspicuous here.
I shall not write much further for now or, for that matter, for a long time now.
Have been listening to Fall to Pieces (Avril) for two days now.

Anywyas, here’s wishing everybody good spirits and good riddance!!!

Stay tight … stay alive.

Goodnight
A.G