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		<title>shaayad ye waqt humse koi chaal chal gaya</title>
		<link>http://devesh.net/blog/2009/10/22/shaayad-ye-waqt-humse-koi-chaal-chal-gaya/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Oct 2009 09:56:05 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Devesh</dc:creator>
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<p><span style="font-size: 11px;">(if you can&#8217;t see the &#8220;PLAY&#8221; button below you are probably reading this via a feed (Facebook etc.) &#8211; Please visit the original blog post on my site to listen it: <a href="shaayad-ye-waqt-humse-koi-chaal-chal-gaya">http://devesh.net/blog/2009/10/22/shaayad-ye-waqt-humse-koi-chaal-chal-gaya</a></span></p>
<blockquote><p><em><br />
us&#8217;s mod se shuru kareN phir Ye zindagi<br />
har shay jahaN haseen thee, hum tum the ajnabi</em></p>
<p><em>lekar chale the hum jiNhe jannat ke khwaab the<br />
phooloN ke khwaab the wo mohabbat ke khwaab the<br />
lekin kahan hai unmeiN wo pehle see dilkashi</p>
<p>rehte the hum haseeN khaYaaloN ki bheeD meiN<br />
ulJhe huye haiN aaj sawaaloN ki bheeD meiN<br />
aane lagi hai yaad wo fursat ki har ghaDi</p>
<p></em><em>shaayad ye waqt humse koi chaal chal gaya<br />
rishta wafa ka aur hi rangoN meiN dhal gaya<br />
ashkoN ki chandini se thee behtar wo dhooP hi<br />
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		<title>You are stronger</title>
		<link>http://devesh.net/blog/2009/10/20/you-are-stronger/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Oct 2009 08:22:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Devesh</dc:creator>
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										</div>I think I should rename my blog from &#8220;Subtle Aspirations&#8221; to &#8220;Innocuous Hiatus&#8221; considering I haven&#8217;t posted, like forever! Anyways, when I used to go to Church back home in Sydney, they had recently started to perform this worship song every week and immediately at the first instance, it became my favourite! A few days ...]]></description>
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<p>I think I should rename my blog from &#8220;Subtle Aspirations&#8221; to &#8220;Innocuous Hiatus&#8221; considering I haven&#8217;t posted, like forever!</p>
<p>Anyways, when I used to go to Church back home in Sydney, they had recently started to perform this worship song every week and immediately at the first instance, it became my favourite!</p>
<p>A few days ago, Michelle send this to me on <a href="http://www.facebook.com/deveshm">Facebook</a> and I relived my memories of Church in Sydney. The video that Michelle sent me had the chords of the song along, so I thought I&#8217;d try my hand at it&#8230; </p>
<p>It&#8217;s rusty as always (I hardly play any more)</p>
<p>Anyways, here it is :)</p>
<p><small>(if you can&#8217;t see the &#8220;PLAY&#8221; button below you are probably reading this via a feed (Facebook etc.) &#8211; Please visit the original blog post on my site to listen it: <a href="http://devesh.net/blog/2009/10/20/you-are-stronger/">http://devesh.net/blog/2009/10/20/you-are-stronger/</a></small></p>
<blockquote><p><em><br />
There is Love<br />
That came for us<br />
Humbled to a sinner&#8217;s cross<br />
You broke my shame and sinfulness<br />
You rose again victorious</p>
<p>Faithfulness none can deny<br />
Through the storm<br />
And through the fire<br />
There is truth that sets me free<br />
Jesus Christ who lives in me</p>
<p>CHORUS:<br />
You are stronger<br />
You are stronger<br />
Sin is broken<br />
You have saved me<br />
It is written<br />
Christ is risen<br />
Jesus You are Lord of all</p>
<p>No beginning and no end<br />
You&#8217;re my hope and my defence<br />
You came to seek and save the lost<br />
You paid it all upon the cross</p>
<p>So let Your Name be lifted higher<br />
Be lifted higher<br />
Be lifted higher<br />
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		<title>But my dreams, they aren&#8217;t as empty</title>
		<link>http://devesh.net/blog/2008/12/23/but-my-dreams-they-arent-as-empty/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Dec 2008 12:29:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Devesh</dc:creator>
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										</div>Oh boy! This is what happens when you get a sudden, unquenchable urge to play something and record it after years! I love this song. It&#8217;s one of the most honest expression in lyrics that I&#8217;ve heard. Recently I heard an acoustic version of it by Pearl Jam. Which is what inspired me to learn ...]]></description>
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										</div><p>Oh boy! </p>
<p>This is what happens when you get a sudden, unquenchable urge to play something and record it after <strong>years!</strong></p>
<p>I love this song. It&#8217;s one of the most honest expression in lyrics that I&#8217;ve heard. Recently I heard an acoustic version of it by Pearl Jam. Which is what inspired me to learn to play it on the gad.</p>
<p>Here&#8217;s my rusted, rendition. Yes I know this doesn&#8217;t even sound close to half of what it would&#8217;ve sounded if I would&#8217;ve recorded it about a decade ago, but hey&#8230; I still tried ;-)</p>
<blockquote><p>No one knows what it&#8217;s like, to be the bad man<br />
To be the sad man, behind blue eyes<br />
No one knows what it&#8217;s like to be hated<br />
To be fated, to telling only lies</p>
<p>But my dreams, they aren&#8217;t as empty<br />
As my conscience seems to be<br />
I have hours, only lonely<br />
My love is vengeance that&#8217;s never free</p>
<p>No one knows what it&#8217;s like to feel these feelings<br />
Like I do, and I blame you<br />
No one bites back as hard on their anger<br />
None of my pain and woe, can show through </p>
<p>But my dreams, they aren&#8217;t as empty<br />
As my conscience seems to be<br />
I have hours, only lonely<br />
My love is vengeance that&#8217;s never free</p>
<p>No one knows what it&#8217;s like,  To be mistreated,<br />
To be defeated Behind blue eyes<br />
And no one knows how to say, That they&#8217;re sorry<br />
An&#8217; don&#8217;t worry I&#8217;m not telling lies </p>
<p>But my dreams, they aren&#8217;t as empty<br />
As my conscience seems to be<br />
I have hours, only lonely<br />
My love is vengeance that&#8217;s never free</p>
<p>No one knows what it&#8217;s like, to be the bad man<br />
To be the sad man, behind blue eyes
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		<title>I think it&#8217;s about forgiveness</title>
		<link>http://devesh.net/blog/2008/08/07/i-think-its-about-forgiveness/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 07 Aug 2008 11:01:18 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Devesh</dc:creator>
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										</div>Have you ever watched a glass fall down and shatter to pieces, closely? Replay that instance in slow motion in the eye of your mind. Notice how the refractions in the glass encompasses the reflections of everything around it? Even after it hits the floor and disperses into pieces, those pieces reflect everything around it. ...]]></description>
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<p>Have you ever watched a glass fall down and shatter to pieces, closely?</p>
<p>Replay that instance in slow motion in the eye of your mind. Notice how the refractions in the glass encompasses the reflections of everything around it? Even after it hits the floor and disperses into pieces, those pieces reflect everything around it.</p>
<p>Partners of an ending relationship argue that they’ve done the same. </p>
<p>Often so we hear “I gave it everything I could”.</p>
<p>An unfettering relationship always has both parties reaching a breaking point; a point where they stretched it together until the last straw fell, shattering everything they&#8217;ve built into oblivion. Hence the simile of the falling glass.</p>
<p>As much as one would like to think “I gave it everything, until I didn’t have anything left to give anymore”, one must yearn to seek acceptance of the fact that the opposite person would have too.</p>
<p>It’s not about who put how much effort in – you really can never measure that to a tee. </p>
<p>Sometimes all it is, is a difference in perspective. And you only realise that over time. </p>
<p>Everyone did as much as they could to make it survive. </p>
<p>You can spend the rest of your life trying to argue who had an upper hand at how much effort they put in. Or you can choose to affirm to yourself, “We both did the best we could, just in different planes. I forgive myself, forgive you and choose to let go”</p>
<p>Don’t scorn, don’t resent, don’t disrespect – everyone does that – it most naturally seems the easy way out. </p>
<p>Instead improvise &#8211; Accept, respect and choose to pardon &#8211; your future self will thank you for it.</p>
<p>Here&#8217;s a song that&#8217;s been playing on my iPhone a lot lately:</p>
<blockquote><p>i got the call today, i didn&#8217;t wanna hear<br />
but i knew that it would come<br />
an old true friend of ours was talkin&#8217; on the phone<br />
she said you found someone<br />
and i thought of all the bad luck,<br />
and the struggles we went through<br />
and how i lost me and you lost you<br />
what are these voices outside love&#8217;s open door<br />
make us throw off our contentment<br />
and beg for something more?</p>
<p>i&#8217;m learning to live without you now<br />
but i miss you sometimes<br />
the more i know, the less i understand<br />
all the things i thought i knew, i&#8217;m learning again<br />
i&#8217;ve been tryin&#8217; to get down to the heart of the matter<br />
but my will gets weak<br />
and my thoughts seem to scatter<br />
but i think it&#8217;s about forgiveness<br />
forgiveness<br />
even if, even if you don&#8217;t love me anymore</p>
<p>these times are so uncertain<br />
there&#8217;s a yearning undefined<br />
&#8230;people filled with rage<br />
we all need a little tenderness<br />
how can love survive in such a graceless age<br />
the trust and self-assurance that can lead to happiness<br />
they&#8217;re the very things we kill, i guess<br />
pride and competition cannot fill these empty arms<br />
and the work i put between us,<br />
doesn&#8217;t keep me warm</p>
<p>i&#8217;m learning to live without you now<br />
but i miss you, baby<br />
the more i know, the less i understand<br />
all the things i thought i figured out, i have to learn again<br />
i&#8217;ve been tryin&#8217; to get down to the heart of the matter<br />
but everything changes<br />
and my friends seem to scatter<br />
but i think it&#8217;s about forgiveness<br />
forgiveness<br />
even if, even if you don&#8217;t love me anymore</p>
<p>there are people in your life who&#8217;ve come and gone<br />
they let you down and hurt your pride<br />
better put it all behind you; life goes on<br />
you keep carrin&#8217; that anger, it&#8217;ll eat you inside</p>
<p>i&#8217;ve been tryin&#8217; to get down to the heart of the matter<br />
but my will gets weak<br />
and my thoughts seem to scatter<br />
but i think it&#8217;s about forgiveness<br />
forgiveness<br />
even if, even if you don&#8217;t love me anymore</p>
<p>i&#8217;ve been tryin&#8217; to get down to the heart of the matter<br />
because the flesh will get weak<br />
and the ashes will scatter<br />
so i&#8217;m thinkin&#8217; about forgiveness<br />
forgiveness<br />
even if, even if you don&#8217;t love me anymore</p></blockquote>
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		<title>Turn back time!</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Jun 2008 15:16:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Devesh</dc:creator>
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										</div>The brightness of the flame enveloped her gaze. She watched closely as the flame grew, encompassing every inch of the paper. She watched the fresh remains of the ashes in creation, as it lurched to wrap the unburned yet, with an insatiable quench. As the flame made it&#8217;s transition to fire, she felt the ground slipping beneath ...]]></description>
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										</div><p>The brightness of the flame enveloped her gaze.</p>
<p>She watched closely as the flame grew, encompassing every inch of the paper. She watched the fresh remains of the ashes in creation, as it lurched to wrap the unburned yet, with an insatiable quench.</p>
<p>As the flame made it&#8217;s transition to fire, she felt the ground slipping beneath her feet.  </p>
<p>She had changed her mind. She wanted to look at it once again, one last time, savour it. But the fire didn&#8217;t comply with her desires anymore &#8211; it had crossed the line of no return.</p>
<p>The tears kept flowing, in vain.</p>
<p>She felt helpless as she watched the last photograph she had of him, burn down and proselytise to frail ashes.</p>
<p>She didn&#8217;t have a choice but to bid goodbye.</p>
<p>&#8212;-</p>
<p>So I picked up the guitar after 13 years to play a complete song. It most naturally doesn&#8217;t sound even half as good as it used to then though.</p>
<p>So as rusty as it sounds &#8211; here it is: cover of &#8220;So Beautiful&#8221; by Pete Murray.</p>
<blockquote><p><em>Found myself just the other day<br />
In the backyard of a friends place,<br />
Thinkin&#8217; about you,<br />
Thinkin&#8217; of the crowd you&#8217;re in,<br />
What you up too where you been?<br />
(Just thinkin&#8217;)</p>
<p>And all the clothes that you wear,<br />
And the colors in your hair<br />
Shouldn&#8217;t change you<br />
Now you tell me why it&#8217;s so<br />
You bigger than mighty Joe,<br />
(At lest you think so)</p>
<p>God my fingers burn,<br />
Now when I think of touching your hair<br />
You have changed so much that I don&#8217;t know,<br />
If I can call you and tell you I care<br />
And I would love to bring you down,<br />
Plant your feet back on the ground</p>
<p>Throw my smoke down on the ground,<br />
Turn my head and I heard the sound,<br />
(That reminded me)<br />
Of the days so young and sweet<br />
Always so much fun to meet<br />
(At lest I thought so)</p>
<p>Now you think your so damn fine</p>
<p>You can rule the world no not mine,<br />
I don&#8217;t think so</p>
<p>God my fingers burn,<br />
Now when I think of touching your hair<br />
You have changed so much that I don&#8217;t know,<br />
If I can call you and tell you I care</p>
<p>Now the scene that you&#8217;re in,<br />
And the people that you been with<br />
Just get to me,<br />
But you think I&#8217;m not as cool,<br />
As you are so beautiful<br />
Well who you fooling?</p>
<p>Well I&#8217;m here to tell you babe<br />
The game your in is just a game<br />
So damn pretentious</p>
<p>God my fingers burn,<br />
Now when I think of touching your hair<br />
You have changed so much that I don&#8217;t know,<br />
If I can call you and tell you I care<br />
And I would love to bring you down,<br />
Plant your feet back on the ground</p>
<p>You think you&#8217;re so beautiful<br />
(So beautiful)</em></p></blockquote>
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		<title>An S.O.S full of good intentions</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 May 2008 14:44:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Devesh</dc:creator>
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										</div>Every once in a while you come across a song that as when you&#8217;re listening to it the first time, you kind know that you won&#8217;t be listening to it for a long time to come. And then by the time it ends, you find yourself putting it on repeat just to hear the words ...]]></description>
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										</div><p>Every once in a while you come across a song that as when you&#8217;re listening to it the first time, you kind know that you won&#8217;t be listening to it for a long time to come. And then by the time it ends, you find yourself putting it on repeat just to hear the words once again.</p>
<p>And thus, it grows on you.</p>
<p>I came across this really nice song which I&#8217;d like to share here. I&#8217;ve pasted the lyrics after the video below &#8211; pay attention to the words. They&#8217;re simple, yet profound and will leave you with a good &#8220;feeling&#8221; :)</p>
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<blockquote><p><em>I tried to fight the feeling, the feeling took me down<br />
I struggle and I lost the day you knocked me out<br />
Now everything&#8217;s got meaning, the meanings bring me down<br />
I&#8217;m watching as a screening of my life plays out</p>
<p>Every day I fight these feelings<br />
For your sake I will hide the real thing<br />
You can run all your life, all mine I will chase</p>
<p>You should never fight your feelings<br />
When your very bones believe them<br />
You should never fight your feelings<br />
You have to follow natures law</p>
<p>I&#8217;ll live with never knowing, if knowings gonna change<br />
I&#8217;ll stop a feeling growing, I will stay away<br />
Like a broken record, stuck before a song<br />
A million beginnings, none of them the one</p>
<p>Every day I fight these feelings<br />
For your sake I will hide the real thing<br />
You can run all your life, all mine I will chase</p>
<p>You should never fight your feelings<br />
When your very bones believe them<br />
You should never fight your feelings<br />
You have to follow natures law</p>
<p>I wrote her letters and tried to send them<br />
In a bottle I place my hope<br />
An S.O.S full of good intentions sinking<br />
Will you give it to me, don&#8217;t make me wait<br />
You built me up, knocked me down<br />
But I will stand my ground<br />
And guard this light that I&#8217;ve found</p>
<p>You should never fight your feelings<br />
When your very bones believe them<br />
If you let them show, you&#8217;ll keep them<br />
I know your hurt but soon you&#8217;ll rise again, again, again</em></p></blockquote>
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		<title>i should have listened when you said good night</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 May 2008 08:10:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Devesh</dc:creator>
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										</div>it was just another routine day for him. he was on the train, reading his book around the same familiar faces he sees everyday on the same ride. the train pulls at his station. he gets off, and climbs up the stairs of the subway. swipes his ticket at the ticket barricades, and crosses the ...]]></description>
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<p>it was just another routine day for him. he was on the train, reading his book around the same familiar faces he sees everyday on the same ride.</p>
<p>the train pulls at his station. he gets off, and climbs up the stairs of the subway. swipes his ticket at the ticket barricades, and crosses the street.</p>
<p>the watch on his wrist reminds him of a meeting that he has to attend in an hour, and he frowns to himself, hardly having any sleep the night before. battling thoughts, he gets into the lift and reaches work.</p>
<p>the routine day begins and he catches up with the left-overs from yesterday. attends the meeting, comes out feeling as numb as ever knowing that nothing that was discussed in the meeting will materialise anyways.</p>
<p>decides to have an early lunch and he strolls down. as he walks out of the building, he changes his mind to have a short walk, to clear his head. the streets are buzzing with people, everyone with a different agenda in their minds at that moment &#8211; he wonders in amazement, fixing his gaze on random faces and drawing pictures in his head on their agendas.</p>
<p>an old woman, waiting for the bus, probably trying to get to her son&#8217;s house to meet her grandchildren whom she hasn&#8217;t seen for a few months now.</p>
<p>a child buying lollies at a convenience store, with the reward pennies he won from his grandfather for a chore done?</p>
<p>a young women, dressed in a business attire, trying to hide the pensive look on her face, probably rehearsing her upcoming job interview which will determine the direction of her determined ambition.</p>
<p>a young couple, meeting up for lunch, quite elated. both must&#8217;ve been working in different offices, around the corner &#8211; holding hands, probably on the verge of finalising their wedding venue?</p>
<p>he unconsciously reaches out for his phone and speed-dial&#8217;s #2, only to hear the same message he&#8217;s been hearing for a long time now, &#8220;the number you have dialed has been disconnected&#8221;.</p>
<p>the wind blows with a shrill chill, hitting his face like a thousand needles, snapping him back to stark reality in the present timeframe.</p>
<p>he smiles at his own ignorance, putting away his mobile in his suit pocket, lights up a smoke and heads back.</p>
<p>just another day to burn, just another week, like it&#8217;ll be another month and so, another year.</p>
<p>&#8212;&#8211;</p>
<p>Here&#8217;s the song that&#8217;s been on my mind for a few days. You can listen to my rendition of the song below &#8211; had recorded this back in 1995, playing the guitar and singing it in front of the computer mic&#8230; can&#8217;t believe it&#8217;s been 13 years since!</p>
<blockquote><p>i should have seen it coming when roses died<br />
should have seen the end of summer in your eyes<br />
i should have listened when you said good night<br />
you really meant good bye<br />
baby, ain&#8217;t it funny, how you never ever learn to fall<br />
you&#8217;re really on your knees, when you think you&#8217;re standing tall<br />
but only fools are &#8220;know-it-alls&#8221; and i played that fool for you</p>
<p>i cried and i cried<br />
there were nights that died for you baby<br />
i tried and i tried to deny that your love drove me crazy, baby</p>
<p>if the love that i got for you is gone<br />
if the river i cried ain&#8217;t that long<br />
then i&#8217;m wrong, yeah i&#8217;m wrong, this ain&#8217;t a love song</p>
<p>baby, i thought you and me would stand the test of time<br />
like we got away with the perfect crime but<br />
we were just a legend in my mind<br />
i guess that i was blind<br />
remember those nights dancing at the masquerade<br />
the clowns wore smiles that wouldn&#8217;t fade<br />
you and i were the renegades, some things never change</p>
<p>it made me so mad &#8217;cause i wanted it bad for us baby<br />
now it&#8217;s so sad that whatever we had, ain&#8217;t worth saving<br />
if the love that i got for you is gone<br />
if the river i&#8217;ve cried ain&#8217;t that long<br />
then i&#8217;m wrong, yes i&#8217;m wrong, this ain&#8217;t a love song</p>
<p>if the pain that i&#8217;m feeling so strong<br />
is the reason that i&#8217;m holding on<br />
then i&#8217;m wrong, yeah i&#8217;m wrong &#8211; this ain&#8217;t a love song</p></blockquote>
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		<title>in the room where lovers sleep</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Apr 2008 04:28:53 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Devesh</dc:creator>
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										</div>the splinter stings and tears. every few steps taken ahead, with all the effort and hope, are all retraced back within a fraction of a few seconds. he looks out of the window. the rain has repressed, the leaves on the trees shedding the remains of the storm that was last night. a few hours ...]]></description>
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<p>the splinter stings and tears.</p>
<p>every few steps taken ahead, with all the effort and hope, are all retraced back within a fraction of a few seconds.</p>
<p>he looks out of the window. the rain has repressed, the leaves on the trees shedding the remains of the storm that was last night. a few hours go by as he watches the leaf expunge all the beads of water on it, only to crave for it all over again after it has.</p>
<p>the clouds start to clear, and the sun glimpses out, to take a peek at what the rain has left for it.</p>
<p>he&#8217;s still by the window, reminiscing, conjuring, questioning, answering, calming and searching his heart.</p>
<p>the air brings the smell of wet wood and rusty chains. he looks up at the sky, and watches the sun playing hide-and-seek with the help of the clouds.</p>
<p>observing the flickers of shadows that are being casted &#8211; he shuts his eyes tight, to run away from the memories that lie naked on the bed he&#8217;s sitting on. haunting him, calling him, earnestly beseeching him.</p>
<p>voices in his head flash by. voices he had forgotten over time all come rushing by&#8230; &#8220;magic&#8221;, &#8220;take a chance&#8221;, &#8220;bending destiny&#8221; &#8211; and he lets out a scream to drown them.</p>
<p>the heavens comply and thunder strikes, he turns around to look out the window in amazement.</p>
<p>within minutes the clouds have completely concealed the rays of the hopeful sun.</p>
<p>within seconds, the rain comes crashing down on the leaves.</p>
<p>he turns to takes a comfortable stance at the window across the bed &#8211; he knows he&#8217;s not going to move from there for a long time to come.</p>
<blockquote><p>
in the coldest time of year,<br />
darkness all around my heart.</p>
<p>i was alone but didn&#8217;t fear<br />
to wander in the light of stars.</p>
<p>in the bright and silent night,<br />
winds would knock and disappear.</p>
<p>still i felt the feeling near,<br />
like the first time you were ever here.</p>
<p>you&#8217;re so far away,<br />
so far away,<br />
you left me,<br />
you told me you would stay.<br />
you never said goodbye<br />
and i&#8217;ll keep asking why,<br />
i keep on asking how,<br />
oh come unto me now.</p>
<p>i have breathed the morning air,<br />
i have heard the four winds blow.</p>
<p>i was weary but prepared to follow<br />
down this lonely road.</p>
<p>in the room where lovers sleep,<br />
winds would knock and disappear.</p>
<p>still i felt the music near,<br />
like the first time we were ever here.</p>
<p>you&#8217;re so far away,<br />
so far away,<br />
you left me,<br />
you told me you would stay.<br />
you never said goodbye<br />
and i keep wondering why,<br />
i keep on wondering how,<br />
oh come inside me now.
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		<title>you can make the whole world sing</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 18 Apr 2008 03:44:39 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Devesh</dc:creator>
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										</div>for a few days now i&#8217;ve been repeatedly listening to this song on my iPod i remember when i had first seen the video of this song back in 1997 december on mtv and how calm it made me feel. there&#8217;s a little magic in the song, you can shut your eyes and really feel ...]]></description>
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										</div><p>for a few days now i&#8217;ve been repeatedly listening to this song on <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/deveshm/2407429556/">my iPod</a></p>
<p>i remember when i had first seen the video of this song back in 1997 december on mtv and how calm it made me feel.</p>
<p>there&#8217;s a little magic in the song, you can shut your eyes and really feel at peace with everyone in the world &#8211; even if you&#8217;re heartbroken, or you are happily together :)</p>
<p>here, listen to it and find out for yourself:</p>
<blockquote><p>show the world and all its people<br />
all the wonders love can bring<br />
give us strength and understanding<br />
give us all one song to sing<br />
let the music play<br />
play it loud and make it clear<br />
its time to stand up<br />
to a new world that is now so near<br />
from the bottom to the top<br />
to the leaders of the land<br />
we all have one heart<br />
everyone of us must lend a hand<br />
and let there be joy in the world<br />
and let there be no sorrow<br />
(let there be)<br />
and let there be peace on earth<br />
and let there be peace on earth<br />
for all the world<br />
weve got to see</p>
<p>that love, oh love<br />
what a blessed thing (oh, yeah)<br />
say it loud<br />
make it clear today<br />
all the walls are falling down<br />
no more children off to war<br />
if we search in our hearts<br />
all the suffering will be no more<br />
and let there be joy in the world<br />
and let there be no sorrow<br />
for all gods children<br />
let them see<br />
that love, oh love<br />
what a blessed thing (oh, yeah)<br />
say it loud<br />
make it clear today<br />
and freedom, no more lies<br />
we can save this world if we try<br />
one world i know we can make it<br />
yes, its only in your heart<br />
yes, its only in your dreams<br />
you can climb the highest mountains<br />
you can make the whole world sing<br />
love, oh love<br />
what a blessed thing (oh, yeah)<br />
say it loud<br />
make it clear today</p></blockquote>
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		<title>what does it take?</title>
		<link>http://devesh.net/blog/2007/03/24/what-does-it-take/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 23 Mar 2007 16:23:45 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Devesh</dc:creator>
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										</div>It&#8217;s been days now, no matter how hard or consciously I try, I just cannot seem to get this song out of my head&#8230; it&#8217;s been paying and playing constantly in my head despite of how deeply I try and get myself involved in something&#8230; Here goes for whatever that matters: (you can listen to ...]]></description>
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										</div><p>It&#8217;s been days now, no matter how hard or consciously I try, I just cannot seem to get this song out of my head&#8230; it&#8217;s been paying and playing constantly in my head despite of how deeply I try and get myself involved in something&#8230;</p>
<p>Here goes for whatever that matters:<br />
(you can listen to this song here: <a href="http://www.musicindiaonline.com/p/x/_V7mvlKtIt.As1NMvHdW/" target="blank">http://www.musicindiaonline.com/p/x/_V7mvlKtIt.As1NMvHdW/</a> )<br />
<em><br />
<blockquote>Hum bewafa hargiz na the<br />
Par hum wafa kar naa sake<br />
Humko mili uski sazaa<br />
Hum jo khata kar naa sake<br />
Hum bewafa hargiz na the<br />
Par hum wafa kar naa sake</p>
<p>Kitni akeli thi woh rahen hum jinpe<br />
Ab tak akele chalte rahen<br />
Tujhse bichhad ke bhi o bekhabar<br />
Tere hi gham mein jalte rahen<br />
Tune kiya jo shiwa<br />
Hum woh gila kar naa sake<br />
Hum bewafa hargiz na the<br />
Par hum wafa kar naa sake</p>
<p>Tumne jo dekha suna sach tha magar<br />
Itna tha sach yeh kisko pataa<br />
Jaane tumhe maine koi dhokha diya<br />
Jaane tumhe koi dhokha hua<br />
Is pyaar mein sach jhooth kaa<br />
Tum faisla kar naa sake<br />
Hum bewafa hargiz na the<br />
Par hum wafa kar naa sake</p></blockquote>
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