Madly in love..

A song from the past..will always linger within ..everytime you see her..

OST Notting Hill

She
May be the face I can't forget
The trace of pleasure or regret
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay

She
May be the song that summer sings
May be the chill that autumn brings
May be a hundred different things
Within the measure of a day

She
May be the beauty or the beast
May be the famine or the feast
May turn each day into a heaven or a hell

She
may be the mirror of my dreams
The smile reflected in a stream

She
may not be what she may seem Inside her shell

She
Who always seems so happy in a crowd
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud
No one's allowed to see them when they cry

She
May be the love that cannot hope to last
May come to me from shadows of the past
That I'll remember till the day I die

She
May be the reason I survive
The why and wherefore I'm alive
The one I'll care for through the rough in ready years

Me
I'll take her laughter and her tears
And make them all my souvenirs
For where she goes I've got to be The meaning of my life is

She She, oh she

Being in love

You wake up to a very abnormal day, getting late for work..you rush into everything..till time stands still when you're waiting for your bus..

Then.. you see this girl..

You really don't know what to do..what to say..just seem to forget everything.. now so eager to be late to work..so that you can get a chance to get a glimpse of her...

You desire nothing more from life then..

A few days later, your logical sense tries to take over you..and you fight it everytime..everytime you get restless waiting for that fleeting moment in eternity..

Your senses are to numb to react...to react to anything material..you are so lost in the beautiful world you've created within you..

Through the ages.... there have been countless people who've had this feeling within themselves..countless odes written..it's a moment so pure..so untouched..it's your own world..

It's like another new born..unaware of the scheming ways of the world..of the mind..

It's upto us to protect it..nurture it..help it grow strong and true..make it able to stand the test of time..

Many of us realize the meaning of what we possesed only after we've so carelessly given it up..and when we do our world turns upside down...we are so lost ..so out of control in life..

Writing this.. just got something into my head..an interesting tale..

At the end of school...the wise teacher tells his students to pick up the tallest shaft of wheat from the field and get it to him..

As the students went along the field, they saw many tall shafts but did not pick it up..thinking they would find a taller one..in the end many did get anything back to the teacher....

He sent them out again..

This time..everyone..got a shaft of wheat..even though they were not the tallest..

....Hold on to your love and let it grow....cause the happiness you were looking for ..was always right beside you...