As I sit curled up in my favorite corner of my room, with lots and lots of cushions, my Teddy beside me, my trusted laptop, my fat chai cup filled to the brim with black tea, some very good and soothing music and the windows pushed open to let the Cold Friday winter breeze in, I am sending a quick silent prayer UP!
Yes, I am THANKFUL, extremely thankful to HIM, for all the small things in life that actually make LIFE so wonderful! This is what FRIDAYS do to me. This is why I love Fridays; I begin to SEE things that I otherwise don’t! Nothing or No one can get me upset, frustrate or agitate me on a Friday. Nothing can beat the peace, quiet and tranquility of Fridays! It’s something completely serene and beautiful!
And today, as I sit here sipping on my piping hot chai, I am having what I would like to call a RANDOM Phase… Some random thoughts and random lines running through my head and I am just going to pen them done in no particular order at all… Maybe once this is out of my head, I will be able to pen something that is more…uhmm… ME! :D :D (Tsk tsk… Unfortunately due to rather unexpected turn of events, I could not publish this yesterday… Oh well… Saturdays are a continuation of Fridays, no? :P and Yeah BTW Ma thought it was STOOPID to make the amends to my room's furniture arrangement and so thereby my little cosy corner is no more! :( Ahh Well, Good things seldom last long, right?)
Quiet and peaceful winter evening keeps flowing uninterrupted wave after wave,
Keeps on repeating untold and unheard symphonies very softy and very slowly.
Somewhere far far away it has awakened a desire so strong and so potent,
Somewhere far far away you and I are completely lost.
We are both quiet.
We are both intoxicated.
So quiet, Oh so quiet are the winds that has been heard and spoken by our eyes.
So quiet, Oh so quiet are these winds,
Are they not?
Pleasant are the stories that the silence tells u,
The one who you have loved shall be yours, they tell me today.
I am so engrossed and absorbed but I am aware, when the moment will arise,
When slowly, softly and gently my heart shall bloom.
We are both quiet.
We are both intoxicated.
So quiet, Oh so quiet are the winds that has been heard and spoken by our eyes.
So quiet, Oh so quiet are these winds,
Are they not?
What sort of time is this? What sort of an ambiance is this?
That the evening just seems to be melting away.
Everything is so beautiful, everything is so young, that life seems to be so excited!
Shining, twinkling dreams are playing up on my eyelids.
Listen to the winds, humming whispering into our ears, songs Oh so wonderful!
We are both quiet.
We are both intoxicated.
So quiet, Oh so quiet are the winds that has been heard and spoken by our eyes.
So quiet, Oh so quiet are these winds,
Are they not?
