The Missing Sense

Here I am.Rock you like a hurricane ! and so Klaus Meine of the Scorpions is singing to me in the wee hours of a damp October night.Voices of yesterday resonancing in my eardrums,rock enough to get my legs tapping and yet deep enough to get my heart a reason to love.Somehow the sounds from the yesteryears always manages to bring back memories I never knew I had.Of I am still 22,it is not plausible for any memories of anything earlier than 87 to conjurre but yet there is this weird sensation of being around at the golden age of rock.As weird or load of crap some might define it can be,we are often seized when we feel it.They called it deja-vu,the sense of having gone trough an experience which we are just doing is acceptable but never explained.How could we picture a whole situation before it happens?Where are those mighty warriors of the science world who often debate that the world works in a orderly,predicatable mnner to answer my queries?


Take me,to the magic of the moment on a glory night,where the childrens of tommorow share their dreams and so the Scorpions ditch out another powerful emotion packed hit in such subtle manner that I'm still wondering what hit me,long after hearing it.The whistiling echoes the drizzling raining pouring out of my window at five in the morning,while the soul of the song is served trought the chill wind that followed.I must say that this is something.Something my soul has always felt,only for the mind failing to deciphere the meaning behind it.A meaning so deep that if you are still reading with interest without a single loathe,you get it.When I think about it for the heaventh time,I am beginning to understand that we humans might never be able to understand life thorougly,how ever much we think we do.

The final whistle of tune blows accompanied by the peaceful sound of silence.A silence I cherish so much that its beggining to sound like music to me.I shall listen to this music and help my lashes embrace each other in another tight hug till the first ray of sun-kiran,wakes me up from this beautiful dream I am in.Good Night!

F.R.I.E.N.D.S

For life is such a long and ardous journey that having family and friends helps us trough it.Mothers who brought us to the world deserves the highest salute of them all,followed by the fathers who gave us support and protection made us comfort,those siblings who we spent all our lifes arguing and fighting gave us those sweet childhood memories.Life doesnt seem that complete without family and in addition to all the family we have,we always have another set of family.A group of people who till yesterday were some outsiders,a group of people who laugh at your silliest jokes to keep you happy and cry a bunch of tears for company when you are sad.
Friends are those people in our lifes who we often look by,in search of greater heights in life.They are those who are always behind us in every matter which needs backing,beside us in every journey we feel is to harsh to go trough alone,in our faces at every time we want to give up.They are those who care when they need not too,they are those who are there when you need somebody.

For me,friends mean the world.Friends are family GOD forgot to gave us.At times,I feel that I tend to say or do things which comes in the way of a friendship,but if given a choice,I would love to give a toast to all my beloved friends,of which a life without them would be as empty as a blank piece of paper.

To those around me now,before and for those who will walk into my life someday.Cheers!




Sincerely,
K.SherGill





p/s:All friends were strangers before you decided otherwise.Cherish those we have,make more and a world without strangers would be one heck of a world!!

The best and most beautiful things of this world can't be seen or touched

Certainly true,that the best and most beautiful things in the world cant be seen or touched.Out of the crappy world we live in and the materialistic bastards that we are regardless of who,you or me included,the fact that often the best and most beautiful things in this world cant be seen or touched.

Speak of this and many minds would have dwindling thoughts to rebuff as the mind thinks and the heart feels.When you feel it,and when you feel thats something strangely weird,baseless but magical,you would realize it.Speaking of the greatest gift to us mankind,love.Love is the most beautiful thing that can happen to one,let it be love to lover,parents love,family love,love in friendship,love from a pet a thing,love to a object or any other love.Love is beautiful and it cant be seen or touched.It might be weird,baseless but magical.Same goes to GOD who can be the unseen ONE,only felt by us.GOD is there is the common believe.GOD will always be there is a hope.GOD will be behind us will always be a prayer.GOD who is unseen or untouched is certainly beyond the best in life,is the best in life.


Again,out of the crappy world we live in and the materialistic bastards that we are regardless of who,you and me included,we ought to believe that there is a price for everything in life except for the best thing in the world.

Indeed,the best and most beautiful things of this world cant be seen or touched.