Thursday, February 29, 2024

ONLY LOVE ✨️❤️


When your entire life is kind of like a Song Book and when you always have a backing track playing along, right through; then almost every moment, every incident and just about anything really, makes you think of a related song, kind of instantly.

It is often very strange, how one song makes me think of another. The last song that I posted here - 'Only Time', automatically brought other songs like Only You and Only Love to mind.

'Only You' is a lovely song, but I like 'Only Love' by Nana Mouskouri. It is truly a beautiful song; and today, I also discovered a great instrumental version of it, by Andre Rieu. So, sharing both those songs here, along with the lyrics of the song.✨️✍️



ONLY LOVE (Nana Mouskouri) ❤️

(Song Lyrics)


Only Love can make a memory 

Only Love can make a moment last. 

You were there 

And all the world was young 

And all its songs unsung, 

And I remember you then, 

When Love was all, 

All you were living for, 

And how you gave that Love to me. 

 

Only then I felt my heart was free, 

I was part of you and you were all of me. 

Warm were the days and the nights of those years, 

Painted in colors to outshine the sun. 

All of the words and the dreams and the tears 

Live in my remembrance. 

 

Only Love can make a memory, 

Only Love can make that moment last, 

Life was new 

There was a rage to live, 

Each day a page to live, 

And I remember you then, 

When Love was all, 

All you were living for, 

And how you gave that Love to me. 

 

Only then I knew my heart was free, 

I was part of you and you were all of me.




ONLY TIME ✨️🎢


The 29th of February is a Date in Time, that comes our way only once every four years, I just thought I would post something today, simply because, this 366th day of the year, comes along very rarely.

If there's one thing in the world that keeps moving along at a steady pace, no matter what, it's Time. No one can hold it back. No one can stop it, in its tracks. The 'Sands of Time', just keep slipping through our fingers, every moment of every day.

I like this song by Enya, which picturises how 'Time' goes through all the different 'Seasons', as it marches on like clockwork. But I also like the acoustic Boyce Avenue cover version of the song. So, I guess I'll share both of those songs here today, along with the lyrics of the song.



ONLY TIME (Enya) 🎢 

(Song Lyrics)


Who can say where the road goes?

Where the day flows? 

Only Time


And who can say if your Love grows

As your heart chose? 

Only Time


Who can say why your heart sighs

As your Love flies? 

Only Time


And who can say why your heart cries

When your Love lies? 

Only Time


Who can say when the roads meet?

That Love might be in your heart?


And who can say when the day sleeps

If the night keeps all your heart?

Night keeps all your heart


Who can say if your Love grows

As your heart chose? 

Only Time


And who can say where the road goes?

Where the day flows? 

Only Time


Who knows? 

Only Time


Who knows? 

Only Time




Wednesday, February 28, 2024

THE WONDER OF STEVIE ✨️🎢


Always love the stories behind the songs.✍️

Found this great story about Stevie Wonder, narrated by Dave Koz (who is one of my favourite saxophone players).🎷 It makes me smile when I hear one great musician talking about another; because it's so beautiful to see how one musician inspires another.🎢


After listening to that video, I went and looked for the song. So, although it's usually the other way around, in this case, the story led me to the song.✨️✍️

ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE 🎢

- Dave Koz, Stevie Wonder and other artists.


We've all heard the song before, but this is a nice lyric video of it from Dave Koz's album, with Stevie Wonder and other great performers too. So, am sharing this one.😊


Saturday, February 24, 2024

KEEP THE MUSIC PLAYING ✨️✍️


How right Shakespeare was when he said, 'All the world's a stage'; and all of us, are merely playing a part, in this grand play called 'Life'.🎭

...and 'Life' by definition is a series of ups and downs, highs and lows, good times and not so good times, joy and sorrow.😊😒

Despite that however, a majority of us, choose to wear masks right through our lives; and even more after Social Media became a part of our lives. Painting happy pictures to cover up the hurt, unhappiness, sadness or maybe even depression, is something many of us do, so automatically these days...Why? Maybe because, there is an unconscious desire in all of us, to have people see us, the way we think they would prefer to.

The reason why I thought of putting down some thoughts about this today, is because I frequently get told to 'Let Go!', to 'Stop living in the past', to 'Be Happy'! Probably because I often "CHOOSE TO" share memories and posts, about the loved ones I've lost, people feel they have to pull me out of it.πŸ€” 

What most people don't realise is, that maybe I like holding on; because it makes me feel closer to the ones I miss.✨️ I do appreciate the love and concern of friends, but it actually only irritates me, when people say such things to me, enough to actually write a post about it.πŸ˜•

I think there is no one on this planet, who doesn't have unhappy memories. Everyone just tries to hide them, behind 'Happy Masks' or bury them forever, never to be seen or heard of again; but in reality 'No one ever forgets' and that's the truth.😊

So when I choose to remember, over and over again, it's because that's my way of keeping 'Happy Memories' alive. It may seem like a lot of unhappy stories; but sharing those memories with friends, actually makes me happy.❤ We all find our own ways of coping and finding joy. This is mine.

Just my way of 'keeping the music playing'.🎢✨️✍️


(Discovered another old post from this day, three years ago, which I wrote on 24th Feb. '21.

I'm sure I must have been really irritated, by something that some 'overly concerned' person said on that day, to have reacted like this in a post; which people who know me well, would realise is truly very uncharacteristic of me, because I rarely ever lash out at anyone.

I do feel happy each time FB Memories reminds me of old posts like these though, because reading all those lovely reassuring and uplifting comments on the post, from friends, makes me smile.😊

Another FB post, that I would like to save here, just because it's easier for me to find it here, rather than among all those endless posts there.)

HOW DO YOU KEEP THE MUSIC PLAYING 🎢

- Tony Bennett and Aretha Franklin 



Thursday, February 22, 2024

LASTING IMPRESSIONS ✍️


Was just thinking about how 'the last' anything, is often the most interesting and memorable.😊

-The last chapter of a book, where the story may suddenly take an unexpected twist or turn, or may end in happily ever after.πŸ“š

- The last scene in a movie or a play, which could evoke a very dramatic or emotional response from the viewers or the audience, depending on how engaging the story has been.🎬🎭

- The last verse or chorus of a song, which could either be steadily leading to a crescendo, or may end very softly and gently, according to what the composer was trying to convey.🎢🎷🎻🎹

- The last lap of a race, which eventually decides who the winner is going to be at the Finish Line.πŸ†πŸ₯‡

- The last slice of delicious chocolate cake, a cheesy pizza or some spicy tandoori chicken, left on a serving tray in a restaurant or at a party. I think almost anyone would love to get their hands on one of those.πŸ˜‹πŸ°πŸ—πŸ•

- The last day of a year, which is celebrated all over the world, simply because it also marks the beginning of a New Year.πŸ“†πŸŽ‰

- The last few moments spent with a loved one, before they head off to their heavenly home (at least for people who are lucky enough to have those moments); which could be filled with a lot of emotion and countless tears.😒❤

Every ending, even unhappy ones, are always a new beginning. So, even when it's hard and it may seem like a difficult step to take, we just need to remember that 'the sun will always come out tomorrow'; and with each new sunrise comes new possibilities, new hopes, new dreams.🌞

I guess that's why books have a 'Part Two', movies have sequels, every poet or song-writer keeps composing new songs, every chef or cook keeps experimenting and churning out new dishes...

...Well maybe, the only thing that cannot have a Part Two, is the loved ones we've lost along the way. That is one parting that is 'Absolutely Final' and with a 'no return' policy;😒 but I guess, we always find new people, who come into our lives and join us somewhere along the journey; with whom we share new experiences, create new memories, paint new pictures, sing new melodies.😍

I like to think that 'Life is like a Story', written by the greatest Writer of Stories there ever was. Even when the first half of it is memorable and unforgettable, the ending is often left 'open-ended'; and that sometimes leaves us wondering about 'What's going to happen next?'πŸ€”


(This is a post I originally wrote on FB, two years ago on this day, on the 22nd of Feb. '22.

Thinking about it today (two years later), I remember exactly why I wrote this one too. It was around the time, when I had finally decided to say adieu to an 18 year old chapter of my life, which was and always will remain very dear to me. Hadn't told anyone about my decision till then, other than a couple of close friends at work. This post was my way of putting things in perspective for myself and I guess, me trying to prepare myself for one of the most difficult decisions and steps, I had ever taken in life.

Sometimes, these old posts that I've written before, really surprise me when I read them again, (thanks to FB memories).😊 So Thankful for the 'Gift' of being able to put my 'thoughts into words' in unique ways like this, when I write.✍️

I'm just saving as many of these random things, that I've written over the last few years, in one place here on this blog, as and when I discover them again.)


Wednesday, February 21, 2024

BATTLE-STATION ✍️


Back when I used to go on School Excursion Tours to various corners of the country, the kids used to be absolutely obsessed about those very violent video games, in which everyone was mercilessly shooting and killing people, while trying to protect themselves. Instead of enjoying the beautiful scenic views and ever-changing landscapes passing by, from the window of the train, during those memorable long journeys (which children in my early years as a Teacher, actually did enjoy); this gadget and technology crazy generation, would just waste away a large part of the 'fun travelling by train' experience, battling away and thoroughly enjoying every single moment of it, as if it was completely real.

I have absolutely zero knowledge about video games, and even though I enjoy learning new things everyday, this is definitely something, I have no desire or interest, to find out or learn about.πŸ˜‚ 

But, I was reminded of those moments today, (for the strangest and a completely unrelated reason), when a thought for a new post cropped up in my over-active and currently extremely delirious mind. Writing about this experience, is one of my coping techniques. Just trying to laugh my way through the situation and to distract myself from the severe, unbearable pain, after a very long and exhausting 'seven weary days'.πŸ€’

Today is Day 8 of me fighting a battle of my own. I guess, that's what created the link to those video game battles and the DB kids, in my memory. In fact, this 'Battle-Station' is located, in a land where trillions of cells reside and happily co-exist peacefully, till some unwanted intruders, decide to cause absolute mayhem and turn everything on its head. On the one side, are these tiny, almost invisible microscopic killers, who've been wrecking havoc non-stop; and on the other, are the numerous attempts, (both natural and artificial) to completely wipe out and obliterate them.

On the day, when the whole world was going just a little bit crazy, expressing their deep affection to their loved ones; and at the time when probably all the possible 'Love Songs' - (Past, Present and Future) were getting unearthed, streamed, downloaded and replayed hundreds of times, across the world, I had the strangest creatures expressing their undying love for me. They gave me the tightest hug and even over a week later, they are showing absolutely no signs of letting go.

The reinforcements (that logic and common sense eventually coerced me to bring in), are truly doing a good job of attacking the offenders relentlessly. But, the battle is probably going to continue to rage on for a week or 10 days still, because tiny as they are, those little rascals can really make you feel like you're walking through a hurricane.

One thing that amused me though, is the names of a couple of the new recruits on this battleground. Sumo made me think of those gigantic wrestlers battling it out in the ring; and Nifty brought the battle of the bulls and bears to mind. I guess, the pharma companies like being creative too, when they pick names for their fighters.

It's quite ironic that someone who would never even hurt a fly, or who wouldn't say a harsh word, even to a person who steps on her toes in a crowded train; would actually be the 'Battle-Station' for a war of this magnitude. Hopefully, the existence of this huge colony of micro-organisms, and the damage caused by them, will be wiped out completely, over the next 2 weeks. Till then, I continue to find ways and means to calm those anxious nerves and to keep looking for the sunshine. This post is one of them.😊


Monday, February 19, 2024

WHEN I NEED YOU...I LISTEN TO A SONG ✨️✍️


There's a song for every reason,

Written for almost every season,

One for every kind of mood,

If you love one, you're just glued.


At times, it's the words that speak,

Your heart strings they instantly seek,

When they tell a story, that you know,

With grateful recognition, you glow.


Sometimes, it's the melody that sings,

Maybe melancholy or reminiscing it brings,

At other times, it immediately draws you in,

On 'Repeat Mode' you keep listening, with a grin.


A few just stay and forever linger on,

Long after the song writers have gone,

Their Creators, those lyrics and tunes outlive, 

Evergreen melodies for generations, pure joy they give.


It's beautiful when Music and Lyrics blend,

To the depths of hearts, the 'Magic' they send,

Giving people the perfect words, for anything they feel,

Like medicine for the soul, melodies truly heal.✨️🎢


(I generally stay far, far away from Doctors and avoid taking medicines, as long as it can be avoided. I guess, because I've had my fair share of clinics, hospitals, treatments and everything that goes with it, for one lifetime; and after seeing what they can do, I'm just wary of it all. I don't dislike doctors. I've just seen the damaging effect that prolonged medication, has on the human body; and so, I try and find more natural alternatives, till I am absolutely left with no choice.

Sometimes though, avoiding a visit to a doc, could be worse and could cause more damage, as it only increases those feelings of anxiety, pain and distress. This past week, I've learned the hard way, that there are times, health care professionals, just can't be avoided, and will hopefully seek their help soon.

We occasionally really do need medicines to help us recover, when sickness completely drains us out, and leaves us feeling weary and down, both physically and emotionally.πŸ˜”

...But thankfully, there is also another 'Magical Healer' that has always stayed with me, whenever I've needed it. MUSIC can definitely work more wonders than prescription drugs or natural remedies ever could. It sure is a good alternate therapeutic technique, to accompany every healing process; and I know, it always helps.

If I was a Doctor, I think I would probably write the 'Name of a Song', at the bottom of every prescription. 'Like a Bridge over Troubled Water', it would work better and quicker than the medicines anyway.) πŸ˜„







Friday, February 16, 2024

LOST WITHOUT YOU ✨️✍️


There are times when I wish I could still lay my head,
In that soothing lap, when I was feeling low,
For in an instant, it just calmed me down,
Worry, Anxiousness, Fear - Words it didn't know.

There are moments when I wish I could still feel the warmth,
Of that heartfelt hug, when I needed it so,
Cause in a second, it reminded me, that 'You were there',
Troubles, Sickness, Hurt - It showed them all the door.

There are days when I long for your comforting smile,
Nights when I pray, you could still be near,
Instead I'm forced to believe, that maybe you're looking down,
On your lost little girl, from a bright star, in the sky so clear.✨️

Wednesday, February 07, 2024

IT'S ALWAYS ABOUT THE STORY ✍️

Watched a movie on this day, two years ago, that talked about how 'there is a story behind everything'; and how 'the stories are always the best part'. It made me think about how much I've always loved stories; and I don't just mean, the ones in story books, movies and songs.😊

Of course, when I read a book, I get so lost in the lives of the characters, that I always feel like I'm part of the story too...When I watch a film, I laugh and cry with the characters, as if their story is my own...And so many, many times, when the book or the film is over, I end up wishing it didn't end there, and that I could know what really happens next, in the lives of the characters...So often, when I listen to the words of a song, I wonder what the song-writer must have been thinking at the time, to create beautiful compositions like that. 🎢

But what I love even more than all those stories, that are born out of someone's imagination, or from a person's experiences, mixed with some creativity; are the real stories I see and hear about everyday. Stories that come to life, when a friend shares an old post, or photographs from the past, stories about people who matter, to friends and loved ones, stories as they happen, that people choose to share every other day; and even the ones that we just discover along the way, through casual conversations.

I think each of those, gives us glimpses into another person's life and thoughts; and allows us to discover just a little bit more about the people in our lives. For those few moments, we become part of someone else's story too; and we share their journey as well...and that is actually such a beautiful thing; because somehow 'stories just connect us' to people. ✨️

Not every story has happy endings; but then, what's always more important than the ending, is the STORY. ✍️


Loved the words of this song from the credits of the film too. Posting it here, just to save the song for myself; but I'm sure others will like it too.😊 

SECOND CHANCES 🎢
- Jana Kramer 


(This was a post I shared on FB, two years ago on 7th February '2022. I like when FB memories reminds me about things I had written and completely forgotten about. I don't even remember what the movie was about now; but if it prompted me to write this post, it must've been really nice.😊

I just found these pics / quotes online and shared them, since they matched my post.)

RESTLESS RUMBLING ✍️

 

In an instant

Your world can spin upside down;

In a moment

A smile could turn into a frown.


In a blink

Life as you know it, can change;

In a flash

A cherished someone, out of range.


And yet,


In an instant

We let ourselves get snared;

In a moment

Entrapped hearts, so blindly cared.


In a blink

It could vanish, what held us so attached;

In a flash

A reminder, to 'Always Stay Detached'.✍️


(On this day last year, 7th February '2023, an earthquake in another part of the globe, left the world quite shaken and stirred. A couple of friends happened to be in that country when the earthquake happened, which was quite scary. Thankfully, they were safe. These verses were a reflection, that I put down on that day.

Natural Calamities are often 'Reminders in Disguise', that nothing we own or possess, and no one that we hold dear, really remains a part of our lives forever. 

As we are only momentarily passing through, on this journey called 'Life'; everything and everyone, is just a part of our 'Reality', for but a 'Fleeting Moment in Time'.)

Sunday, February 04, 2024

LEARNING NEVER STOPS ✍️

 

One of the most fascinating things about our human mind, is that it is almost like a sponge. It keeps absorbing knowledge and information from the world around us, that we collect with the help of all our wonderful senses, and then it just stores it in our brain forever and ever. We don't even realise how much limitless material, is constantly stored in that amazing memory-bank, every single minute, day after day and year after year.

What is equally fascinating, is the multiple ways in which we keep learning, right through our lives, however long or short it may be. Of course, I learned a lot through the 'Formal Education System', right from the Nursery to Post-Grad, and then B.Ed. too. So, for me that was a whole 22 years of studying 'Subjects and Prescribed Curriculum'. That's one way to learn, I guess. At least, that is the mandatory way for everyone, which cannot really be avoided. But that's not the only way, and learning most definitely doesn't stop, once we're out of School, College or University. 

Since I chose to become a Teacher, I found myself studying, every single day for the next 18 years, after I had finished my 22 years of Formal Education, because you can't just reproduce things that are written in text-books, to kids these days. They are exposed to so much information all around them, that they often had more to share and contribute to a lesson, than a teacher could ever tell them. So, we had to constantly be one step ahead of them, to challenge their extremely eager, enthusiastic and very curious minds. In order to do that, I found myself reading and researching more and more every day, right through my journey as a Teacher. In fact, even if I was teaching the same topic or chapter, for two consecutive years, I always added, just a little bit more to what I'd taught the children, in the previous year. Thankfully, the boundless information that is now available at our fingertips, is an awesome tool in our hands. 

But that was one of the reasons why, I forever struggled to finish my portion, within the stipulated number of classes, and I was constantly running out of time. Invariably, I would end up borrowing extra periods from my colleagues at work, and most of my co-workers would never be able to understand, why I was always lagging behind. Those in authority never understood it too, but the children loved it. I think, that's what made it so worthwhile to me. I never really cared that I earned a reputation for finishing late or last, because I knew that the kids would never forget, what they've learned in my classroom, due to that little 'extra' which I shared with them, in very unique and creative ways too. 

Having varied interests in music, writing, media, journalism, films, literature, theatre, popular culture, travelling, nature and environment and so much more, ensured that I chose interesting ways in which to share that knowledge with them too. From newspaper clips to music videos, from movies to cartoon strips, from interviews to novels, from quizzes to games, from travelogues to even TV ads, just about anything and everything found a way into my lessons; and I will always remember the joy it brought to the children, every single time. They loved that 'out of the box' way, of making sense of the sometimes boring words that were written in their text books; and seeing that they did, made me happy. 😊

After spending close to 4 decades of my life in classrooms, first as a student and later, as a teacher; one would imagine, that I've learned more than enough for one lifetime...But in reality, the 'Learning Never Stops'. Even though it's not for academic purposes anymore, I still find myself learning something new every single day, through books and the cartloads of information available on the internet, through the travel experiences of friends, through songs I listen to and movies I watch, through interesting things that people share in online content, about things as varied as health and lifestyle habits, to food, nutrition and diet, to natural alternatives to medicine, to places and cultures in different parts of the world, to the stories behind a song and the lives of the people who made them, and so much more.

The difference now, is that the topics I am interested in learning about, are not merely subject and curriculum related information.  So, it's more broad-based learning, about just about anything and everything, that may catch my attention or interest me. 

Among the other positives of having more time to explore and discover things I enjoy, are not having to bother about waking up before the sun every morning, or having to meet irrational and back-breaking deadlines, not being stressed out 24/7, or catching colds and having headaches from the constant lack of sleep, not having a strained voice and falling sick all year round because of work. The best of all though, is having all the time in the world, to use just as I please. That can really be so conducive to learning a lot more, than I ever could before.

Doing absolutely nothing for a while, can often be more useful and beneficial, than constantly doing something and being busy, all the time. If only more people realised the value in it, I think the world would be a more relaxed, stress-free and consequently, healthier and happier place. ✨️✍️


Saturday, February 03, 2024

LIFE GOES ON WITHOUT YOU ✍️

 

When you make a choice

You create a space,

That someone new will fill;

And even if you aren't around,

The wheels keep turning still.


When you walk away

You leave behind,

A legacy of things you've done;

A little alike, a little differently,

The race continues to be run.


When you change your path

You force people to learn,

To find new ways, to do the old;

Stumbling, falling, they rise again,

Till their effort, shines like gold.


When you take a step 

You don't always know,

What might happen next;

'No one is Indispensible', she often said,

A Mother's words, now in context.


When you choose to Refresh

You think you've lost,

A large part of who you are;

But her voice, a constant reminder,

'My Daughter, To Me, You're A Star'.✨️


(Last year on this day, 3rd February '23, I wrote these verses as a 'Reflection', on something that I was thinking about then.

I found a 6 year old uplifting FB comment, from my mum, on an Annual Day post from 2017. Just when I was feeling a little overwhelmed, by pics and videos, that my teacher friends were sharing, about the 2023 event at DB, which had just happened a couple of days before that ('Without Me', for the first time in 19 years)...Perfect Timing!😊

The Annual Days at DB, were one of the many things that had always been very close to my heart, (among countless other things), because I used to be a big part of the entire planning and executing process, for close to two decades. So, this time of the year, makes me feel a range of different feelings and emotions, even after being away from the 'action', for almost two years now.

Mothers always know exactly what to say and when you need to hear it, even when they're not even here anymore.✨️❤️ (With a little help from FB memories, of course.)