half past eight
April 13, 2009 § 12 Comments
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Sometimes you just smile,
And there nothing can hide .
Sometimes you just see
And the sight sets you free .
He lay on his bed wondering what is going on around him . Sometimes things just seem too good to be real . Having his phone buzzing , people wanting to talk to him made him feel happy . But some how , he couldn’t stop looking at where he was all those years back . Time is a funny thing . As you grow older , you keep changing . Things which mattered to you a while back don’t . You see your self in the mirror and try to think back ,what you felt when you saw into it a few months back . You smile at how you felt .
He smiled . But some how he couldn’t accept certain things . He wished this was not a dream . Funny how for a person who kept living in his dreams , he wished this was not a dream . What people never understand is that , what is just a remark by a stranger for someone might mean the world to others and that it can hurt . Yet if you ever spoke about how certain things affected you , people become sarcastic and pass more comments . But by now you have learnt so wouldn’t really care about any of it .
Pain seems a burden when it is physical but it is torture when it is mental . He smiled into the mirror again . Ha made a few funny faces at himself and laughed . He turned and jumped about as if he was a kid . That is what is fun , trying to connect to things by trying to feel the world within . The passion with which you try to understand things around you . The innocent tenacity . He started to sing . It didn’t matter to him , that he was a horrible singer , he just enjoyed doing it .
All though time might catch up soon , he knew he could always play with himself , the child within him .It doesn’t matter what walls are erected , it doesn’t matter what they are made up of . What does matter is the fact that you know you can bring them down when you want to ,not because you have to but because you want to…It was half past eight , he left for the party with a big smile.
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“Sometimes you just smile,
And there nothing can hide .
Sometimes you just see
And the sight sets you free ” a nice one and liked the photo of “8.30”
who wrote the first lines?
And i like that song. Its so beautiful.
he could always play with himself..
very nice.. we forget we can be happy.. within.. with ourselves..
nice song 😉
clicking away eh?! 🙂
The four lines say a lot …
likes it. a lot..reminded me of something that I experienced a long time back…err that is not to say that I am ancient 😀
seriously…sometimes I am unable to decide if you are writing it as kind of imaginary situation /fiction or if this is what you experienced …
so where are you going at half past eight Vishesh? and that too with such deep thoughts churning inside your head? 🙂
Dude, if this is your way of getting back at me for calling you a ‘fucker’ and a ‘bastard’, then it’s not fair! 😀
But then, if this isn’t that, then I like it… Maybe the protagonist in the story should start smoking… 🙂
Sight and the way we SEE matters too, yes 🙂
Keshi.
Again how old are you, Vichu? This is all so profound.
amazingly written!
beautiful song!