Tanha dil..tanha safar.. dhoonde tujhe.. phir kyun nazar..

No distance is too great..

For your memory will live on..

Let me live

In the sweetness of your heart..

You and I live here..

We'll live on in our dreams..

Never ever..

Never say goodbye.....

. . . BUT YET . . . (a poem by Allison Chambers Coxsey ...dedicated to mah love..G__R_K..the sweetest leonine guy this aquarian girl has ever seen..)

I wonder how my life would be,

If we had never met;

How would it have been different,

I wonder still, but yet....

I know it wouldn't be as rich,

As you have made it be;

And there would be an empty place,

In the very heart of me.

I would go through my life wondering,

What caused this place in my heart;

To always feel so empty,

Not knowing you played a part.

Like a missing piece of the puzzle,

In a mystery, the clue;

Not knowing that the empty space,

Could only be filled by you.

And if I passed you on the street,

If we had never met;

Would I have seen you differently,

I wonder still, but yet....

Even though you would be,

But a stranger standing there;

I know my heart would recognize,

Your eyes and sun kissed hair.

Something deep within my heart,

Way back within my soul;

Would know you were the missing part,

Come to make this heart whole.

I know if your eyes met my gaze,

You too would recognize;

The clue to our life's mystery,

Within this woman's eyes.

I wonder how our lives would be,

If we had never met;

Would your heart have an empty space,

I wonder still, but yet....

(It doesn't matter how far he is from me 'coz he is ever-present in mah heart....his memories turn brighter day-by-day...and one person in this world is happy for him since he is happy..with his life....)

Now..itz time to take a break ....!!!;-) Check out Amey's pic above..lolz

Woh Kaun?

Woh Elco ki pani puri,

Woh chowpatty ki chaat,

Woh Naturals ki ice cream,

Wah usme thi kuch baat!

Woh Tewari ki mithai,

Woh raste ka dosa,

Woh Shivsagar ki pav bhaji ...

Guru Kripa ka samosa.

Woh local train ka "suffer",

Woh Juhu Beach ki hawa,

Woh Chowpatty ke tange aur Joggers Park ka sama.

Woh December ki zara si sardi,

Woh baarishon ke mahine,

Woh garmi ki chuttiyaan,

jab chhutte they passeene...

Woh Holi ki masti,Woh Navratri ka Garba,

Woh Diwali ke patakhe aur Ganpati ka shor o sharaba...

Woh peak hours ki traffic,

Woh BEST ki rush,

Woh tadapti garmi mein,

Snowmans ka ek kala khatta slush...

Woh Juhu beach ka mohol,

Woh samunder ki leheren,

Woh doobte suraj ka nazara,

Wah uska kya kehena!

Woh Sterling ka pop-corn aur Cotton World mein shopping,

Woh Fashion Street ka nazara aur Nariman Point ki building...

Woh cinema ke queue,

Woh black ki ticket,

Woh Shivaji Park ka maidan, jahan bachche practice karte hain cricket!

Itni cheezen kehene ke baad,aur kitni karron mein badaee,

Yeh shehar hain mera apna,Jiska naam hai MUMBAI pyaaree.

(nice one eh! itz frm fukkad.com)

*Feeling quite nostalgic..I really loved Mumbai...yaar! *

Don ko pakadna mushkil hi nahin..na mumkin hai..!!

DON releasing tomorrow..!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yaayyyyyyyyyyyy!!:-D

Mohabbat ka anjaam...

Tu kahin bhi rahe tere saath humari duyaein to hai..
Nainon se behte akshon mein tera naam to hai
Mujhko tu apna bana ya paraya kar teri marzi..
Tu zamane mein mere naam se badnaam to hai..!

Mere hisse mein tera pyaar na aaya sahi..
Meri mehfil mein tere naam koi shaam to hai..
Dekhkar log mujhe naam tera lete hain..
Is pe main khush hoon
Mohabbat ka yeh anjaam to hai..!!

~~*aaj ke sham..ek paigham..tere naam..*~~

I always thought..that one day..there would be a miracle..
I believed my love would conquer everything...
and you would come to me saying,"Vandita..am yours.."
and we would eventually live.."happily ever after.."
But I was wrong..
Sometimes..loving someone unconditionally hurts..
Specially..when the same feelings are not reciprocated
and the only way to make the hurting stop..is to close that chapter itself.
It isn't that I don't care for you anymore,
I probably will..for a long,long,long time..
But..one thing is for sure..
I have finally realised that..it's really KALYUG...
Murphy's law will beat everything else..
and things which have a tendency to go wrong,will go wrong definitely.
Lost in your eyes..my heart desired to be desired by you..
I forgot that I am no Cinderella or Rapunzel that Prince charming will get his eyes on me...
Maybe always letting my tresses from flowing or forgetting to put on the alpine hat in the sun were the irrepairable mistakes of my life...
OR it was only sheer bad luck..Dunno really!!!! :-)
juz like the shining orbs which adorn the night sky ...
which r several light years far away..
the distance between us increases to that extent day-by-day..
And I guess all that is left to say is a "good-bye" ..

Sham savere teri yaadein aati hai
Aake dil ko mere yun tadpati hai
Oh sanam..Mohabbat ki kasam...

Milke biccharna toh dastur ho gaya..
Yaadon mein teri majboor ho gaya..
Oh sanam,teri yaadon ki kasam...

Samjhe zamana ke dil hai khilona
Jana hai ab kya hai dil ka lagana
Nazron se ab na humko girana
Marr bhi gaye toh bhool na jaana...

Aankhon mein base ho par door ko kahin
Dil ke kareeb ho yeh humko hai yakeen..
Oh sanam, tere pyaar ki kasam..!!!

Main aaj bhi kabhi kabhi sochti hoon..kya yeh hona zaruri tha..?? Infact..anyone will after hearing this story that itz me and my insane hopes..which is one of my major weaknesses.But the question is ..was my hope really INSANE in that sense? I fell in love with someone and my love wasn't reciprocated.Thatz it.Any practical and head-strong person will tell me that there's no point in extending this stupid case by thinking about it everyday and crying over a trivial matter like this.But ..it isn't a TRIVIAL matter to me!! I can't..i juz can't get him out of my system..itz difficult..infact impossible....

found this poetry on the internet...lemme dedicate it to........G_ _ _ _ K

I love you still,I know..

The sun is shining now, as then,
I am the same person,I've always been,
Seasons come and seasons go,
And,I love you still, I know....

Life goes on as they say,
And,I go along my merry way,
I am never hurrying to and fro,
But I love you still, I know...

A lot of new friends I do meet,
While I am walking on the street,
Some of them stay,and some do go,
And,I love you still,I know...

Many months have come to pass,
Some too slow,some too fast...
Sometimes I hate to see them go,
Because I love you still,I know. ...

Chalte chalte...

Chalte chalte

Yunhi koi mil gaya tha

Sari raah chalte chalte

Vahin thamke reh gayi hai

Meri raat dhalte dhalte

Jo kahi gayi na mujhse

Voh zamaana keh raha hai

Ke fasaana

Ke fasaana ban gayi hai Meri baat chalte chalte...

Someone to talk to...

someone to discuss things..

someone to lend his shoulder to lean..to cry upon..to fret..

a pairs of arms to embrace me...and my heart...

Confusions..worries..regrets..studies....untimely exams(escapist me!)..getting "nerves" during vivas.selfdoubts..back biting..career...PNPC...cajoling..frustration..family...arguments..tears..personal diary..confessions..depression...dreams..tranquilisers..beauty treatments gone haywire...Cacophony...ultra-glamorous neighbours and ultra-"beggerous"(does a word like that exist in oxford dictionary? LOL) relatives..night long internet chats...longer phone bills....heart-to-heart talks..closing down..growing up.....

How else do I put my life at present into words?

And that's when I feel the need of someone special in my life.A support.A strong support in face of all odds.The one who would guide me in the light..carry me in his arms in the dark...!!One who would understand the REAL ME.................................huhh!

newayszzzzzz....no more sentu-talks LOLZZZ..;)

har ghadi badal rahi hai roop zindagi
chaav hai kabhi, kabhi hai dhoop zindagi
har pal yahan jee bhar jiyo
jo hai sama Kal Ho Na Ho

chaahe jo tumhe poore dil se
milta hai woh mushkil se
aisa jo koi kahin hai
bas wohi sabse hasin hai
uss haath ko tum thaam lo
woh meherbaan Kal Ho Na Ho

palko ke leke saaye
paas koi jo aaye
lakh sambhalo paagal dil ko
dil dhadke hi jaaye
par sochlo is pal hai jo
woh daastaan Kal Ho Na Ho...

-----------rite now playing on 93.5 red fm..

Dunno wotz happening to me.I have created the blog all over again and still for some reason or other I have not posted anything for a long time.Anyways..this thing is more a personal diary rather than a blog..so ..lemme juz write some nonsense crap things.. I really have nothing else to do..!!

Things that turn me on: -

The sight of the sky being bathed with twilight...i like the one which appears in the dawn (u muz be thinkin ..twilight at dawn?) ..i mean..the sky looks similar in the dawn wid wot it looks like juz after sundown...I juz looooooove it...(therez a specific term for it..i 4got..read a long time back..LOL)

Music..music...I love music..be it the Himesh-Emraan numbers..or the heart touching romantic ones..the real naughty and peppy ones...even the sad ones sometimes

When neone holds my hands...

Being wid people who r not into PNPC and all..

The feeling after studying sincerely ..

Shopping...

Orange shikanji..Lassi...at Shibu Juice shop ..LOlzz..

Chat with a stranger..I like it when I hit off with a complete stranger..

the word "gOrGeOuS"...and also appreciation..praises....o erom o serom etc...:-)

Spending time with my best friends..chatting..arguing on various matters..playing "TRUTH AND DARE" with them..saying nonsense things...crap..laughing..having fun...gossiping about Shahrukh...John..Abhishek...Priyanka..Emraan...Lolzz...EVERYONE...

Day-dreaming..

taking photos of certain scenes which are not that extraordinary but conveys some message..like..

A boy carrying a fish in some water containing in a small plastic bag..which he is holding in his hand..while riding a rickshaw..


My intuition playin a strong role....

Anyone pouring his/her heart out to me..and anyone having immense faith and belief in me...

Comments after seeing my pics on ORKUT...got it everyone...?????????????????????? ;-) :-P

Dancing...mad dancing....while DJ playing some really cool and funky numbers in the background...

Gifts..

Letters..

Scented candles...

Flowers...

Chocolates...Candies...sweets..chutneys..pickles..toffies...

Sanguine and fun-loving people...their sunny cheerfulness....

Cool and calm people..with a sudden aggressive streak here n there..;-) ..(much like me..)

Diplomacy (sometimes not always)

Watching rain from my 11th floor apartment..

People who are helpful..resourceful...having a high sense of morality and are not hypocrites..

Ultra-conservativeness (??????????????????????) ..(sometimes!)

The sight of moon through the coconut leaves...

Hindusthani classical music ..sargams ..late at night..with the stars above...

Peacock feathers...

well-tailored outfits...





What else...

A good book...

Philosophy..

Magazines with juicy gossips..;-) (not filthy ones ok)

Soft toys...

A nice movie with a happy ending..

Comedy...laughter..banter...funnn..

Forehead massages ..(Lolzzzzzz :-D )

Discussion on occult..astrology..astronomy...or nutrition etc.Bloggingggggggggggg! also chattin on net..surfing through the sites...ORKUTing!

Shahrukh Khan... Abhishek Bachchan...John Abraham..Emraan Hashmi...Amey Date...Shoaib Akhtar...Prashant..Bill gates (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)...Arjun Punjj...Zulfi Syed..Sandeep Baswanan..Sumeet Sachdev....Asish Nehra..Siddharth Narayan..Hehehehe....


Wun mention about real life ppl though LOlz..

Kalighat-er peda..Panipuri (golgappa/fuchka)..jhalmuri..churmur..hehe

Bookfair..

Dreaming ...(both about attainable and unattainable things)

Late nights...




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Huhhhhhhhhh...enuff about me yarrrr!! wot bout u guys..???? plz comment on my post and lemme know about ur respective turn-ons..!!

Babblings of the broken heart.....

Awarapan..banjarapan..
ek khala hai seene mein..
har dum har pal..bechaini hain..
kaun bhala hai seene mein..

Jaane yeh kaisi aag lagi hain..
Ismein dhuyan na..chingari..
Ho na ho is baar kahin koi..
Khwab jala hai..seene mein...

Jis raaste par tapta suraj saari raat nahin dhalta..
Ishq ki aisi rahguzar ko humne chuna hai..seene mein..

Kahan kisike liye hai mumkin..sab ke liye ek sa hona..
Thoda sa dil mera bura hai ..thoda bhala hai seene mein..

Time comes to a standstill ....when SRK romances Preity in Veer Zaara..

One of my most favourite movies till date..yes..thatz Veer Zaara.Really liked the way AB speaks with that typical punjabi accent ...OMG ..!!

Rocking performance by SRK ..Rani ..and Preity ...and I can't help posting some lines from the movie: -

Main Qaidi No.786 Jail Ki Salakhon Se Baahir Dekhta Hoon

Din, Mahiney, Saalon Ko jhat mein Badalte Dekhta Hoon

Is Mitti Se Mere Baoji Ke Khaithon Ki Khusbu Aati Hai

Yeh Dhup Mere Mathay Ki Thandi Chaa Yaad Dilati Hai

Yeh Baarish Mere Saavan Ki Jhulon Ke Sang Laati Hai

Yeh Sardi Mere Lodi Ki Dil Ki Aag Sulagti Jaati Hai

Woh Kehtay Hain Yeh Tera Des Nahi

Phir Kyun Mere Des Jaisa Lagta Hai

Woh Kehta Hai Main Us Jaisa Nahi

Phir Kyun Mujh Jaisa Woh Lagta Hai

Main Qaidi No.786 Jail Ki Salakhon Se Baahir Dekhta Hoon

Sapnon Ke Gaon Se Utri Ek Nanhi Pari Ko Dekhta Hoon

Kehti Hai Khud Ko Saamnay Aa Aur Mujhko Veer Bulaati Hai

Hai Bilkul Begani Par Apno See Woh Lagti Hai

Uski Sachchi Baaton Se Phir Jeenay Ko Mann Karta Hai

Uski Kasmo Waadon Se Kuch Karne Ka Mann Karta Hai

Woh Kehtay Hain Ke Woh Koi Nahi Thi

Phir Kyun Woh Mere Liye Duniya Se Ladti Hai

Woh Kehtey Hain Mai Us Jaisa Nahi

Par Kyun Mujh Jaisa Woh Lagta Hai

Main Qaidi No.786 Jail Ki Salakhon Se Baahir Dekhta Hoon

Apne Gaon Ke Rangon Main Lipti Ek Nayi Zaara Ko Dekhta Hoon

Mere Khwabon Ko Poora Karti Khud Ke Khwaab Bhool Chuki Hai Woh

Mere Logon Ki Saiwa Karke Apne Logo Ko Chhor Chuki Hai Woh

Uska Daaman Ab Khushiyon Se Bharne Ko Dil Karta Hai

Uske Liye Ek Aur Zindagi Phir Jeenay Ko Jee Karta Hai

Woh Kehtay Hain Mera Des Uska Nahi Phir Kyun Mere Ghar Woh Rehti Hai

Woh Kehtay Hain Mani Us Jaisa Nahi Phir Kyun Mujh Jaise Woh Lagti Hai

Main Qaidi No.786 Jail Ki Salakhon Se Baahir Dekhta Hoon...

The story of love and languishment .. woven intricately and told so sweetly..that's Veer Zaara for you!The song "Jaane Kyun" brings back the memories my own long lost golden days ...!! "Janam Dekhlo" and "Aaya tere dar par deewana" are just gr8888..

Leaf's departure is because of Wind's pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay......

Tree : People call me "Tree".

I had dated 5 girls when I was in Pre-U. There is one girl whom I loved a lot but never dared to go after. She didn't have a pretty face, good figure or an outstanding charm. She was just a very ordinary girl. I liked her. I really liked her. I liked her innocence, her frankness, her intelligence and her fragility. Reason for not going after her was that I felt somebody so ordinary like her was not a good match for me. I was also afraid that after we were together all the feelings would vanish. I was also afraid other's gossip would hurt her. I felt that if she were my girl, she'd be mine ultimately & I didn't have to give up everything just for her. The last reason, made her accompanying me for 3 years. She watched me chase other girls, and I have made her heart cry for 3 years.She was a good actor, and me a demanding director. When I kissed my second girlfriend, she bumped into us. She was embarrassed but smiled & said, "Go on!" before running off. The next day, her eyes were swollen like a walnut. I did not want to know what caused her to cry. Later that day, I returned from soccer training to get something & watched her cry in the classroom for an hour or so. My fourth girlfriend did not like her. There was once when both of them quarreled. I know that based on her character she is not the type that will start the quarrel. However, I still sided my girlfriend. I shouted at her & ignored her feelings and walked off with my girlfriend. The next day, she was laughing & joking with me like nothing happened. I know she was hurt but she did not know deep down inside I was hurt too.When I broke up with my fifth girlfriend, I asked her out. Later that day, I told her I had something to tell her. I told her about my break up. Coincidentally, she has something to tell me too, about her getting together. I knew who the person was. His pursuit for her had been the talk of the School. I did not show her my heartache, just smiles & best wishes. Once I reached home, I could not breathe. Tears rolled & I broke down. How many times have I seen her cry for the man who did not acknowledge her presence?During graduation, I read a SMS in my hp.
It said, "Leaf's departure is because of Wind's pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay"
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Leaf :

People call me Leaf.During the 3 years of Pre-U, I was on very close terms with a guy as buddy kind. However, when he had his first girlfriend, I learnt a feeling I never should have learnt - Jealousy. Sourness to the extreme limit. They were only together for 2 months. When they broke up, I hid my happiness. But after a month, he got together with another girl.I liked him & I know he liked me. But why won't he pursue me? Since he loves me why he didn't he make the first move? Whenever he had a new girlfriend, my heart would hurt. After some time, I began to suspect that this was one-sided love. If he didn't like me, why did he treat me so well? It's beyond what you will normally do for a friend. I know his likes, his habits. But his feelings towards me I can never figure out. You can't expect me a girl, to ask him. Despite that, I still wanted to be by his side. Care for him, accompany him, and love him. Hoping that one day, he will come to love me. Because of this, I waited for him. Sometimes, I wondered if I should continue waiting. The pain, the dilemma accompanied me for 3 years.At the end of my 3rd year, a junior pursues me. Everyday he pursues me. He's like the cool & gentle wind, trying to blow off a leaf from a tree. In the end, I realized that I wanted to give this wind a small footing in my heart. I know the wind will bring the leaf to a better land. Finally, leaf left the tree, but the tree only smiled & didn't ask me to stay.

Leaf's departure is because of Wind's pursuit. Or cause Tree didn't ask her to stay. ...
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Wind:-

Because I like a girl called leaf. Because she's so dependent on tree, so I have to be a gust of wind. A wind that will blow her away. When I first met her, it was 1 month after I was transferred to this new school. I saw a petite person looking at my seniors & me playing soccer. During ECA time, she will always be sitting there. Be it alone or with her friends, looking at him. When he talks with girls, there's jealousy in her eyes. When he looked at her, there's a smile in her eyes. Looking at her became my habit. Just like, she likes to look at him. One day, she didn't appear. I felt something missing. I can't explain the feeling except it's a kind of uneasiness. The senior was also not there as well. I went to their classroom, hid outside and saw my senior scolding her. Tears were in her eyes while he left. The next day, I saw her at her usual place, looking at him. I walked over and smiled to her. Took out a note & gave to her. She was surprised. She looked at me, smiled & accepts the note. The next day, she appeared & passes me a note and left.It read, "Leaf's heart is too heavy and wind couldn't blow her away." "It's not that leaf heart is too heavy. It because leaf never want to leave tree." I replied her note with this statement and slowly she started to talk to me & accept my presents & phone calls. I know that the person she loves is not me. But I have this perseverance that one day I will make her like me. Within 4 months, I have declared my love for her no less than 20 times. Every time, she will divert away from the topic. But I never give up. If I decide I want her to be mine, I will definitely use all means to win her over. I can't remember how many times I have declared my love to her. Although I know, she will try to divert but I still bear a small ray of hope.Hoping that she will agree to be my girlfriend. I didn't hear any reply from her over the phone. I asked, "What are you doing? How come you didn't want to reply?" She said, "I'm nodding my head". "Ah?" I could n't believe my ears. "I'm nodding my head" She replied loudly. I hang up the phone, quickly changed and took a taxi and rush to her place & press her doorbell. During the moment when she opens the door, I hugged her tightly.

Leaf's departure is because of Wind’s pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay...


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Moral:-In love, we win very rarely, but when love is true, even if you lose, you still win just for having the tingle of loving someone more than you love yourself.There comes a time when we stop loving someone, not because that person has stopped loving us but because we have found out that, they'd be happier if we let go....Why do we close our eyes when we sleep? When we cry? When we imagine? When we kiss?This is because THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THINGS IN THE WORLD ARE UNSEEN.There are things that we never want to let go of, people we never want to leave behind, but keep in mind that letting go isn't the end of the world. It's the beginning of a new life. Happiness lies for those who cry those who hurt, those who have searched and those who have tried. For only they can appreciate the importance of the people who have touched our lives.A great love? It's when you shed tears and still you care for them, it's when they ignore you and still you long for them. It's when they begin to love another and yet you smile and say, "I'm happy for you." If love fails, set yourself free, let your heart spread its wings and fly again. Remember you may find love and lose it, but when love dies, you never have to die with it.The strongest people are not those who always win but those who stand back up when they fall. Somehow, along the course of life, you learn about yourself and realize that there should never be regrets, only a lifelong appreciation of the choices you've made.Loving is not how you forget but how you forgive, not how you listen but how you understand, not what you see but how you feel, and not how you let go but how you hold on.It's more dangerous to weep inwardly rather than outwardly. Outward tears can be wiped away while secret tears scar forever...It's best to wait for the one you want than settle for one that's available. It's best to wait for the right one because life is too short to waste on just someone…:-) :-)

[i got the above story smwhere from the net and i was quite surprised !!!!!! smtimes we find uncanny similarities wid reality and fiction...]

To all my friends over there in ORKUT..

hey friends and friendies..do u think i shud continue blogging? hehe :-D plz lemme know and keep visitin here often ..take care..and do COMMENT on my posts okay :)

Feel like posting the following lines which i wrote some 6 months back....

A stranger you were once..
Then,with a smile which one can rely upon..
And a glance of luminous knowing eyes..
You held my hand..for the first time...
And assured me..that...
someone is there..
To fill my ho-hum moments..with laughter and fun..
To brighten up my days..by warm and caring love...
and thoughtfulness...
You gave me hope..when there was no one else..
And the strength to go on with my life..

You changed the black sun rays of my life into yellow hues of cheerfulness..
.Now when the rain is raining droplets of happiness on me..
My heart is lost in its intoxication...
It desperately yearns for your company...'
coz this prevailing distance between two hearts is like the sweet sting of death..
But I know...the day will definitely arrive...
When you aura will be embracing mine...
And the whole clime will be lost in silence...
And it will seem as if there's no one else in this world...
Just you and me..in these shadows of the stars...!!

back to pavillion...

It's not like that I have started to write a blog for the first time.Dunno y after some days ppl lose their interest in blogging ..like I did.It was like ..as if a distance started to develop between me and my blog and at last I ended up deleting the whole thing.At first I was quite enthuasiastic about maintaining one..'coz it's easier than to maintain a diary.And am a crazy person whooz gonna write about her day to day experiences in her blog ..instead of some other things and will eventually make everyone feel bored to hell.However, I found out that I was not being able to write everything frankly as I was doing at the very beginning.And that led me to stop blogging.Now,I dunno wotz the fate of this one..but will surely try to maintain it as long as i can...

*~~Lets start off wid a touching poem by Rabindranath Tagore..(infact itz the translation)...~~**

**~~Rabindranath Tagore is a person whom U will find beside u in every situation of your life..atleast I do think so.Let one of his poems be the first post of mine to this blog..(check it out..itz awesome!)~~**






When my footstep will no longer be printed around here
my ferryboat no longer ply at this station,
when all buying and selling are over
all borrowing and lending,finished all comings and goings to the market,
it does not then matter if you do not remember me
do not call out for me,
as you look at the stars...

When dust will settle on the strings of the tanpura,
the door will be covered with bramble,
the flower garden,the grassy lawn will look like a jungle,
and moss will gather round the edge of the pond,
it does not then matter if you do not remember me
do not call out for me,
as you look at the stars...

The flute will then play in this corner of the earth as it does today...
The day will go on, just the same, as it does now,
The ferryboat will be filled at each station...
The cowboy will graze, the cowherd boy play in the meadow,
it does not then matter if you do not remember me,
do not call out for me,
as you look at the stars...

But who says that in the morning I will not be there?
In all this play this very me will be playing...
I shall be called by a new name,embraced by a fresh pair of arms...
But I shall come and go, the eternal me...
It does not then matter if you do not remember me,
do not call out for me, as you look at the stars...