I put on my grey tee and purple jacket, its chilly outside. The street lights reflect their golden glow on the wet road , droplets twinkle as they splash in puddles. Today I decided to take my white umbrella along. I have a rainbow coloured umbrella but I don't use it anymore. It lies in a corner like a distant memory. My white umbrella, like my loneliness, is my constant companion.
He might come walking, on crutches, in a rickshaws, in a car or on a bike.
The rain fell with a distorted hiss that only added to the music in my head. He could be here now,tomorrow or everyday. I wouldn't know. It's all a gamble. I'm bad with gambling. I don't gamble because I can't stand the loss. There is no reason why you lose. It's not like a game where you can better. You just aren't lucky. It's not really your fault. You haven't done anything and you can't do anything but try again.
At least I have The Magic Numbers .
Love's A Game
Oh maybe I think, maybe I don'’t
Maybe I will, maybe I won't
Find my way this time
I hear you calling me soon
One of these days
Somebody stays and somebody pays
It happens all the time
I’ll be leaving, believing you wanted me to
Maybe I'm a fool
For walking in line
Maybe I should try to lead this time
I'’m an honest mistake that you make
Did you mean to?
Did you mean
Did you mean
Love is just a game
Broken all the same
And I will get over you
Love is just a lie
Happens all the time
Swear I know this much is true
And they collared you up
And collared you down
And coloured you in
And I'’ve been waiting so long
To take you home
Love is just a game
Broken all the same
And I will get over you
Love is just a lie
Happens all the time
Swear I know this much is true
Stanzas are mentioned only once here.
They may be repeated in the original song.
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They may be repeated in the original song.
Go buy the music!
You are going to write a book.
ReplyDeleteJames
oh my! thats a very flattering thought, but what makes you think that?
ReplyDeleteI loooove the magic numbers! How're you coping with the rains?
ReplyDeletei am happy! Its 24 degrees says my yahoo widget. No college! I'm at home finishing some boring transcribing work, painting, listening to music and understanding pop corn.
ReplyDeletewhy? why do you keep going back to it? you know what i am talking about. I find it difficult to read your work without taking into consideration your life. and your life intrudes on your work. of course, you cant write something if you are detached, but i think you havent reached tour interbnal equilibrium yet.
ReplyDeletePallu>>Hmm.... did I ever claim to?
ReplyDeleteHey pallu>> I'm not even talking about him here, I'm talking about them.... all of them standing outside our college gates, beyond the hostel gates!!! Think about it, you love starving hostelite! Hee hee alright mean joke!
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