Day 6: Head Over Heels / Tears For Fears
(Focus Word: Admiration)
I wanted to be with you alone
And talk about the weather
But traditions I can trace
Against the child in your face
Won't escape my attention
You keep your distance with a system of touch
And gentle persuasion
I'm lost in admiration, could I need you this much
Oh, you're wasting my time
You're just wasting time
Something happens and I'm head over heels
I never find out till I'm head over heels
Something happens and I'm head over heels
Ah, don't take my heart
Don't break my heart
Don't throw it away
I made a fire and watching burn
Thought of your future
With one foot in the past
Now just how long will it last
No, no, no, have you no ambition
My mother and my brothers
Used to breathe in clean in air
(Changes with those)
And dreaming I'm a doctor
(They can't stop)
It's hard to be a man
When there's a gun in your hand
Oh, I feel so
Something happens and I'm head over heels
And this my four leaf clover
I'm on the line, one open mind
This is my four leaf clover
(Focus Word: Admiration)
I wanted to be with you alone
And talk about the weather
But traditions I can trace
Against the child in your face
Won't escape my attention
You keep your distance with a system of touch
And gentle persuasion
I'm lost in admiration, could I need you this much
Oh, you're wasting my time
You're just wasting time
Something happens and I'm head over heels
I never find out till I'm head over heels
Something happens and I'm head over heels
Ah, don't take my heart
Don't break my heart
Don't throw it away
I made a fire and watching burn
Thought of your future
With one foot in the past
Now just how long will it last
No, no, no, have you no ambition
My mother and my brothers
Used to breathe in clean in air
(Changes with those)
And dreaming I'm a doctor
(They can't stop)
It's hard to be a man
When there's a gun in your hand
Oh, I feel so
Something happens and I'm head over heels
And this my four leaf clover
I'm on the line, one open mind
This is my four leaf clover
Dear
Apu,
How
are you? I am enjoying myself. Yesterday I went to explore this gorgeous place.
This place is everything Google boasted of. The mountains, the sound of
sea-surf are enthralling. I will send you the pictures soon. But the beauty of
the place is so volatile that it won’t be captured in the pictures.
Today
is first day of my job. I am in the hotel lobby, waiting for my car to arrive.
I am nervous and afraid. I have to pass this test successfully. I have to mix
the taste of India and Wales in one. And
doing this in a country which is new to me will be far more difficult. But I
know I will be able to manage.
You
know yesterday was my first nightmare free night. My fiancée was not there.
Instead, my dream was filled with vision of Ishaan. I do not know why, after
these eight years, I can feel him again around me. Today, my heart is filled
with love and admiration for him. I want to hold him and be held by him. I want
to be aloe with him and hear the discussion of something as mundane as weather.
I know he cannot be here. The day I left Paris ,
I knew I had broken all ties to him. I have kept him as a memory hidden in my
heart in thousand covers. But today, why does it seem that my desire has
resurfaced? Why does it feel that somewhere he is also thinking about me? Tell me, can anyone occupy your heart for
as long as eight years without being in touch?
I know you will
say that I will find many people like Ishaan but I have just not opened myself.
But I tried very hard with my fiancée. Though my attempts were not successful,
but still they were honest attempts. I am not second-guessing my decision of
leaving him. I knew it was the right thing to do. Though nobody understands it
now, but someday they will realize what courage it took to refuse this
engagement.
Sometimes I do
wonder I have a habit of falling for wrong guys. I mean, think about Ishaan- I
knew we were together for only three months, still I fell head over heels for
him. Still I burnt the candle of care for him. I know he had ambitions and his
whole life ahead him, why should he have come to India for me but still I hoped.
Then there is my fiancée who did not have any time or intention of caring about
me. But I do not wish to talk anymore about him.
Ishaan must be a
big business tycoon. Obviously he had the graduation from University of Paris
and financial back-up required. I hope I can be half successful as him.
I guess I am
writing too much about those guys who left but you already know that I have a
habit of blabbering when I am nervous. There is no one else here who can hear
my nonsense. But I can always trust you to hear me and understand.
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