Monday, October 29, 2007

lessons from the young heart



"it is only with the heart that one can see rightly...what is essential is invisible to the eye"

- what the fox said to the little prince..

and another favorite line..

"it is the time that you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important."

I have read the little prince when i was young..too young to understand the parable..but now, I'm all grown up.. I understand it far more better.

Love is indeed the most exquisite thing in this world, far more precious than all the diamonds in this world. Grown-ups have forgotten about it. Grown-ups have forgotten how simple life is supposed to be..we surround ourselves with facts and numbers.. yet we don't understand how to live our life. Our beliefs are twisted by the modern era.. we have stopped believing in dreams.. its always the real thing for us..but I guess I also forgot, how simple love was.

I wish to be loved like the little prince loved his flower.."the rose".

".. because it is she that I have listened to, when she grumbled or boasted, or even sometimes when she said nothing..because she is my rose.."

At the end of a busy day, I wish to be loved so truthfully and with all honesty.. Someone u can just fully trust your heart and have a quiet moment with..apart from all the physical things.. someone u can just trust your heart with.. somebody who loves u..without doubts..and without questions..so unconditionally.

secret love


If i had a secret lover in music..it would be jazz. something personal..something mine and no one for the taking.
For the last 4 weeks, i was busy downloading Jazz stuff..from all the jazz artists..to the international ones..for every jazz instrument..
a stream of jazz artists as well as bossanova music, like chet baker, charlie parker, Al Hirt., Sonny Stitt, Sonny Rollins, Stan Getz, stephanie Grappelli, Arturo Sandoval, Coleman Hawkins, Herbie mann, miles davis, quincy jones, benny green, benny golson, Dizzy Gillespie, Art Blakey, even.. Joao Gilberto (the father of bossa) etc..
Its a different feeling..a taste of relaxation..a sudden twist into another place and another world. No words can describe, how it satisfies me. Jazz, is a secret love for me.. because in my generation of friends, nobody really is that passionate about jazz..the strings, the drums..the sax..the guitars..its just great.
people say its like old music.. but to me..its a quick escape from the chaotic reality of this world., back to the old era where the culture is easy, people are quick to understand..and love is the best thing.

Heart of a Kid


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I'm sorry for the long way vacation of blogging. I guess the mood swings much more during the "-ber" months. I was busy for the past few days, meeting friends, taking care of things, doing the things i like.. its amazing, how much u can only do for a day. I spend more time with kids, and I guess I've enjoyed the little world they have. how they see the world, and I have begun to reminisce my own childhood too..

Friday, October 05, 2007

Fate

"There is such a thing as fate, but it only takes you so far. Then it's up to you to make it happen."
- Angel stripper, Can't hardly wait