Thursday, June 22, 2006

Laying back, head on the grass...

You know, I never realised it before. Not once, ever.

Oh yeah, music has always been a part of my life... but, in the last two years it has come to play a huge part of my life. Always having its part to play, whatever the occasion... always the perfect song for a moment of life that is most pure begging to outlast those four minutes.

Through all of my emotions and desperations and moods and moments and bursts and joys.

Through all of the partying and gaming and dancing and sporting and socialising.

Through all of the late nights and early dawns spent with some fantastic company who I never would've met had I never gone for my Master's and, who I really miss much... Saranya dahlin, for being the friend to me, everyone else envied to have, Nate-ish, for being the first drunk I can say I truly respect & Lasida babes, for the warmness and being an amaaaaazing friend to talk to at very unrespectable times of the night to the insomniac soul, that is me.

Through all of the spur-of-the-moment meetups with school-mates who I've been blessed to know all my life, Sabs, for being the only friend who has ever wished me without fault on my birthday every year, even though I forget yours ever so carelessly, and Sid, for being there through thick and thin and just being Sid, and Ruby (who seems to be searching for something).

Through all of the Quake II and Quake III games that we ever so deviously squeaked in after (and during!) class hours at undergrad with Nizam, for being the best and most true friend that I could have ever asked for and for always being there whenever I needed a friend, bro, punching bag, et cetera and keeping in touch even when I was half-way across the world and coming on Google Talk at an insane 5am just so he could catch me before heading for classes to say Hi, luv you and your (mine? :P) chick way too much and Ejaz and Farhad (Forehead) and Fahad (Freak) and Badr and Russel (Rascal) and Mitsy, who I'm absolutely in luv with and who has always been there for me as a friend, mentor, guide, sensai, advisor, counsellor, girlfriend, sis, et al. You will always be special to me. My words are no match for the gratitude you deserve, for whenever I called upon you regardless of how late it was, yet always offering your best. Especially, when you wanted to help earlier this year, that will always remain with me. I love you, Mits.

Through the few friends from back home who I first met many a moons ago but, simply lost touch with, like Pinks, for still being the person I can always count on for anything and everything whatever time it may be, ever since we were kids, and Karen, for being the sole person I consider myself most fortunate to have gotten back in touch with in June of last year. And, for the many wonderful moments since and for the insight that only your beautiful eyes see. I do the things I do, cause I care for you immensely. And, I'll always cherish the many, many hours in late-late inter-continental phone calls that we shared, that always seemed to fly by so quickly with you.

Through all of the various avenues that I've made friends from over the years, like t-break, where I met humanity's most likeable bisexual who I've had the kinky pleasure of knowing, Reub's (Skunk), and Rishi (Seph), for being the pirate I simply have to hate out of principle, even if we're bed buddies and Dayaan (Narcky) and his sis, Shae, for being the extremely gifted creative duo that I'm honoured to have known personally, Jesse for the great times we've shared and the many late-nights and convo's about anything and everything and AK (Squeaky), who has been a gem of a friend and is truly one of a kind and of course, Martin for being the only male I know struck with PMS.

For the life I've been blessed with and will eternally be grateful for. I am truly thankful for knowing each one of you.

If only those four minutes could last forever...



Oh, and here's the lyrics to my song of the moment, Dakota by Stereophonics...
Thinking back, thinking of you
Summertime think it was June
Yeah think it was June
Laying back, head on the grass
Chewing gum having some laughs
Yeah having some laughs.

You made me feel like the one
Made me feel like the one
The one
You made me feel like the one
Made me feel like the one
The one

Drinking back, drinking for two
Drinking with you
When drinking was new
Sleeping in the back of my car
We never went far
Didn't need to go far

You made me feel like the one
Made me feel like the one
The one
You made me feel like the one
Made me feel like the one
The one

I don’t know where we are going now
I don’t know where we are going now

Wake up call, coffee and juice
Remembering you
What happened to you?
I wonder if we’ll meet again
Talk about life since then
Talk about why did it end

You made me feel like the one
Made me feel like the one
The one
You made me feel like the one
Made me feel like the one
The one

I don’t know where we are going now
I don’t know where we are going now

So take a look at me now
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Stereophonic's Dakota

Sunday, June 04, 2006

End of the World

Happened to catch a song that got me hooked instantly at the end of Crossing Jordan, as the show was leading into the credits titled, End of the World.

However, I'm not too sure who the original is sung by. Even the one played on TV seems to have been cut just for that episode.

After some iTunes-fu... I must say, that I love Nancy Sinatra's [US iTunes] rendition quite a bit, along with Rosie Flores' [US iTunes] take. The other's I came across were just too electronic and synthetic. This is one song that absolutely demands the rough earthiness that acoustic offers. Sort of like Rosie's, but with Nancy's vocals.
Why does the sun go on shining
Why does the sea rush to shore
Don't they know it's the end of the world
'Cause you don't love me any more

Why do the birds go on singing
Why do the stars glow above
Don't they know
it's the end of the world
It ended when I lost your love

I wake up in the morning and I wonder
Why everything's the same as it was
I can't understand, no, I can't understand
How life goes on the way it does

Why does my heart go on beating
Why do these eyes of mine cry
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when you said goodbye

Why does my heart go on beating
Why do these eyes of mine cry
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when you said goodbye
Even though it's an old tune that I've heard in passing, it really struck home when I heard it this past Saturday. One of those days, I suppose.
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Nancy Sinatra's End of the World

Thursday, June 01, 2006

Oh, how I wish they'd simply learn...

...Etisalat, the Middle-East's *choke* most beloved ISP.

Sure, it's been going on for a while. But to block Flickr and Orkut among many others, to be polite... is a bit primitive.

Especially, for a nation that strives to be on the edge with all those ridiculous projects that they never cease to come up with. And yes, I realise I mentioned Dubai's megalicious construction projects only. But that's only because, I'm tired to the bone of their argument against VOIP.

Too much money, I tell you. And of course, minus *ahem*.

PS. This is my rant for the day. And, unblock the above already, please.
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Hard Fi's Cash Machine
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