prophesy close up....

Prophesy

I will follow you into the dark....

the other day i was searching for something related to darkness and an image realated to "into the dark" because that is what my orkut profile said..while searching on i came across this wonderfull song which touched my heart ......a lovely song by death cab for cutie....

Love of mine some day you will die
But I'll be close behind
I'll follow you into the dark

No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark
If heaven and hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs

If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark

In Catholic school as vicious as Roman rule
I got my knuckles brusied by a lady in black
And I held my toungue as she told me
"Son fear is the heart of love"
So I never went back

If heaven and hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs

If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark

You and me have seen everything to see
From Bangkok to Calgary
And the soles of your shoes are all worn down
The time for sleep is now
It's nothing to cry about
Cause we'll hold each other soon
The blackest of rooms

If heaven and hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs

If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
Then I'll follow you into the dark

kirwani recital by ustad rashid khan

kirwani

RAAG KIRWANI-to the western ears is just the harmonic minor scale.While surfing on youtube for raag kirwani i found this guy moving vaguely around raag kirwani on slide guitar.the raag derives its name from-

Keera = parrot
vaani = song

It is so called since it's note structure resembles the sound of a parrot. It also has another name - keeraNaavaLi. AavaLi means row, same as in "deepaavaLi".

MUSIC

"i am fascinated by all forms of music,though indian classical music is my forte.Ever since i have caught hold on my senses, i have been in love with indian classical music.Music which transends all boundaries and take you to an eternal world of fantasies.As a drug addict needs couple of fixes a day, in the same way i start craving stronger if i don't get a dose of classical music twice or thrice a day.I succumb to the notion of performing like the maestros ending up with a couple of hours of classical music,an exaggerated state of hysteria.Following are the lines written some time back when i use to be a complete novice as far as poetries were concerned..."

What is music, ask yourself

A pleasant sound, or

Array of records on your shelf

Music is a way of life

Amidst the life, busy and wild

Makes the mind serene and mild

Classical is divine,

Like god’s own voice

Spreading from heaven or a shrine

From the vibrations of omkar

To the purity of cycles

It is clear, they are all miracles

With every sound of rock,

The soul is set on fire

Is it incredible or just a mock

Let the pure be obscure

Clutched not to the hands

Of this youth fast and impure

For me, music is my pride

Only thing I fancy is

Listening to genres, different and varied

MY BELOVED....

My beloved…….

I behold you in my thoughts

I feel you in my dream,

You give me feeling so soft

Like milk covered by cream.

I think of you day and night

I yearn to be with you,

To admire your silly laughter

And to catch your sensible view.

You are a beauty to me

Moon to me, in my night of dream,

Your look is so fresh

Like a morning, after night’s grim.

I like you, I want you

But don’t be worried,

I don’t expect you to be mine.

But I know I have lied….