Sunday, January 27, 2008

Thinking Aloud

I wonder what I would be like at 40. I hope by then I would be very comfortable in my skin, and that I have vanquished most if not all of my demons. I hope I am happy by then. Of course it wouldn't hurt if I get my dirty paws on a nice roadster by then.

Now, the path has cleared temporarily. Do I dance to the tune and show them the finger at the end of it? The competitive side of me wants to prove it. But what if it's all futile? And what if I stumble? Can I sacrifice 3-4 months, and convince myself that there is such a thing as delayed gratification? I know they are looking to fill the gap from outside. So it could all be in vain. Do I suspend my personal goals this time and use the same sacrificial lamb I used 2.5 years ago?

Am not quite ready. Like to do things right the first time.

Thursday, January 10, 2008


The searching side of me wants to be able to sing this song. And I can then come home.

Another summer day
has come and gone away
In Paris or Rome...
but I wanna go home
...uhm Home
may be surrounded by
a million people I
still feel all alone
just wanna go home
I miss you, you know

And I've been keeping all the letters
that I wrote to you,
Each one a line or two
I'm fine baby, how are you?
I would send them but I know that it's just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that

Another aeroplane, another sunny place,
I'm lucky I know
but I wanna go home
I got to go home

Let me go home

I'm just too far from where you are
I wanna come home

And I feel just like I'm living
someone else's life
It's like I just stepped outside
when everything was going right
And I know just why you could not come along with me
This was not your dream
but you always believed in me...

Another winter day
Has come and gone away
in either Paris or Rome
and I wanna go home
Let me go home

And I'm surrounded by
A million people I
still feel alone
Let me go home
I miss you , you know

Let me go home
I've had my run
baby I'm done
I gotta go home

Let me go home
it'll all be alright
I'll be home tonight
I'm coming back home


Contrary to what some like to believe, being the star isn't always pleasant.

Blue eyed boy has a lot to live up to.