Contemporary Classics by Rishabh
There and back again...
It happens many of the times, when we find something long forgotten in our miserable drawer, and feel all the world all of a sudden, associated with it. All the smiles, all the feelings, all the essential stupidity ..all oveR again comes in fron of our conscious associated with that thing from our unacceptable lovely past.
Though happend with me, thank u not so long gone mR. Jobs for creating ipod. I still wonder that apple is still intact, although all other "fruit" seasons came and passed by, still the fact that lured me was John Denver hiding for so long in my "favourites" lists.
AfTer all these years, now i came to know why sunshine on his shoulder makes him happy, what does it means to love someone like night in forest, like sleepy blue ocean.
I feel many of times, pity on this soul of mine, apart from all the extravagances, still trying to justify Denver all over again, perhaps Love..
I think i always find a way to justify.
With the purest Love, running through my veins, now i can connecT Denver in leaving on jeTplane, why apart from all the bags pack he was waiting outside her door and hating to wake her up to say..Goodbye.
This wholesome crowd of mixed emotions made my nighty cold lonely room a congested one.
Perhaps it is the love which made that linely traveller to come back to his natives, here by traveller i mean all those..who have wandered places as well as among various ideoligies among various people, coming home is always serene. She was right, if you haven't leave one how u could be able to meet new ones? Completing this i was also right..then only you can able to compare..what it takes to be a buddy a family a Loved one ..perhaps for a long lifetime..
There and back again...
It happens many of the times, when we find something long forgotten in our miserable drawer, and feel all the world all of a sudden, associated with it. All the smiles, all the feelings, all the essential stupidity ..all oveR again comes in fron of our conscious associated with that thing from our unacceptable lovely past.
Though happend with me, thank u not so long gone mR. Jobs for creating ipod. I still wonder that apple is still intact, although all other "fruit" seasons came and passed by, still the fact that lured me was John Denver hiding for so long in my "favourites" lists.
AfTer all these years, now i came to know why sunshine on his shoulder makes him happy, what does it means to love someone like night in forest, like sleepy blue ocean.
I feel many of times, pity on this soul of mine, apart from all the extravagances, still trying to justify Denver all over again, perhaps Love..
I think i always find a way to justify.
With the purest Love, running through my veins, now i can connecT Denver in leaving on jeTplane, why apart from all the bags pack he was waiting outside her door and hating to wake her up to say..Goodbye.
This wholesome crowd of mixed emotions made my nighty cold lonely room a congested one.
Perhaps it is the love which made that linely traveller to come back to his natives, here by traveller i mean all those..who have wandered places as well as among various ideoligies among various people, coming home is always serene. She was right, if you haven't leave one how u could be able to meet new ones? Completing this i was also right..then only you can able to compare..what it takes to be a buddy a family a Loved one ..perhaps for a long lifetime..
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