-Kris
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Amake aamaar moto thakte dao
Love this song
I have my own space for myself
I am not bothered about what I could not achieve.
Abundance would ruin my life.
In your obscure world
If you wish, you can float like a speck of dust
I am not going to dip into the future.
My world is shattered ( Literally : the mast of my ship is shattered )
Still I am scripring my own survival tale.
I am no longer game for her midnight tantrums
So I am trying hard to get on the shore.
If one early morning you re-discover your love for me,
Dont stretch your arms for me
As I wont be there by your side.
Dont turn on the lights for me
I have got lost in the sea of humanity in this railway station.
I wont be back by the last train.
Your world is moving around your ambitions.
If you could ever squeeze out time, please ponder (over)
Whether I really feature in your scheme of affairs.
In your materialistic world,
I dont want to be treated like those vegetables withering in the cold (in fridge )
Or a speck of dust floating in a glass of water
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