For any writer, usually there is some motivation which is required to pen down his thoughts. Today, the motivation came to me in the form of song “Fields of Gold” by Sting..

Oh, undoubtedly one of the best romantic songs I have ever heard.

For people who might stumble across this blog and haven’t heard this one track, SHOULD definitely listen to it

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rCNJBopK25I

I was sleep deprived and was browsing through some of my old music collection, when I revisited this song.

It takes me back to another universe, where there is none but just me, the sun, the fields and memories. Sting describes his journey from the time they met in the fields of barley, the happy times, separation and finally melancholically looking at the past..with music in his heart and prayers on his mind!

The echo added to this song just creates the right mood.

You’ll remember me when the west wind moves
Among the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold

Sting is an amazing musician..His songs can be interpreted in so many ways. But to me, it is a song about two lovers, whose love was never meant to be.  And he is revisiting those memories hoping for his lover to be happy where she is and at peace. How Amazing!!

So she took her love for to gaze awhile
Among the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold

He nostalgically recollects the times they shared under the sun, when they were close with a tinge of remorse. He proposes to her and asks her to be his love. As evident from the following lines

Will you stay with me will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
And you can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold

He wanted to be with her, wanted to spend the lifetime with her. But….

I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I’ve broken
But I swear in the days still left
We will walk in fields of gold
We’ll walk in fields of gold

But, their love wasn’t meant to be. He now faces his emotions and thinks back that he wanted for her to be forever but and is angered at the fact that she is now just a part of his memory ” in the fields of barley”

And with the closing para

Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
As you lie in fields of gold

And now as he sees the happy kids playing in those fields he fondly remembers their days as a couple!

This is a pathetic way to describe this song. But, hats of to the gem of this lyricist.

Every relationship is not everlasting, every relationship ends either naturally or prematurely. Nevertheless, what remains is the memory that probably haunt you for the rest of your life.

This song brings back all those deep emotions. Love this brilliant piece of work.

The days long forgotten

One idle Wednesday evening, when thought were pouring but there was no one around to whom I could speak to. I decided to restart my blog. After so many years, I did not even recall the username/password. Thankfully, Gmail has it all organized

Now as I begin to type, my mind is blank. Countless thoughts are racing through but words seem to be falling short. It seems as if I have forgotten to communicate emotions through writings. It has been many months that I have typed anything substantial. Several unsent emails, unreplied emails. I read them all, but do not have the desire to reply back. Thankfully, to all my friends who understand me, they dont mind:P

Hopefully, my sojourn lasts longer now that I have managed to type more than 2 paragraphs:))

Spring Cleaning

Finally, the most awaited season of the year is here.

The Spring is here:-)

Although, every season has a beauty of its own. There is something really special about Spring. A warm respite from the chilling winter.

Its then that you realize how much you missed the sun, the birds the people outside..The coats are in and capris are out!!

The weather is turning balmy and beautiful.

I cannot wait to plan out all the places that I would love to visit this Spring and Summer.

Just yesterday my husband started organzing a particular closet that has always remained the most messy closet I can ever have. Talk about Spring cleaning:D

No matter how much I tried in clearing things, the mess just kept adding up.

In a matter of few minutes, I had a clean and superbly organized closet ever. No matter how much I try, I can never be good at some things:P

Also, am glad at some of this things I got rid off in the past couple of months.

Got rid of certain pests who drain you off your energy. Hell! who has the time for such people anyway.

Instead, clean the mess up and focus on the beautiful things and people in your life..

Spring forward and dont fall backward:)

Days of Yore

Have you found yourself addicted to something at some point of time and later found out that you are now weaned completely?:)

For me, Cable TV was one such addiction to which I was so addicted to while I was growing up.

I was told that Americans love TV, but America changed me:P

Their soaps and sitcoms are much more advanced, logical and humorous than the saas-bahu sagas in our Country. In fact, even Indians in India go ga ga over “Sex and the City”, “Desperate Housewives” and so on and so forth!

When it comes to Indian TV, apart from the Musical Shows the only sitcoms/soaps that can get me glued are Detective serials..and programs from ‘Days of Yore’:)

Even after 10 years, the sight of these serials, ’Akbar Birbal’, ‘Panchatantra’,'Mahabharat’, ‘Malgudi Days,’Fauji’ makes me elated just like a teenager would!

The recent ‘marvel’ I experienced, was when I found the college soap ‘Hip Hip Hurray’, here

The serial may not be “great” according to standards of many people. But, just watching it takes me back into time. The time

• When I would happily go home every single day and narrate all that happened in college to my sister.
• When competitions were healthy.
• Where teachers were an inspiration.
• When receiving scoldings was not considered as ‘being looked down upon’ or ‘challenge to self-esteem’
• When you could crib happily without being labeled as a ‘whiner’
• When crushes were common
• When you could mess up chemistry lab experiments, and get away with it
• Even when you set the lab on fire, your friends would still support you.
• When you would fight with your friends but bitching was ‘out’

The times when life was like a  “merry go round ride’, you move on but found that you came back home each time. And your friends and family where they were always there. Waving at you:)

Hello world!

An old blogger in new clothes:)

This blog marks my entry into a new phase of my life.

A lot has changed and a lot remains the same!!

Read on through these pages of my life…:)