August 29 in AZ ... I suffer for I want you

These words have passed by me for years like air but only today do I taste the loaded pain and hope. This is what my heart feels for you, because somehow it's hidden and disconnected from reality. It's adrift somewhere under the sunshine, open blue skies and green pastures. It's beseeching you with desire, naive, vulnerable, naked. It foolishly thinks it's speaking to your heart. It's still foolishly waiting for you.

बेपनाह प्यार है आजा, तेरा इंतज़ार है आजा...      

Maybe hearts speak like this but humans don't. But even if they did, you would never appreciate anyway. I don't know why people say their heart broke, I feel like mine tore.

Revival

I am back here, unexpectedly, after 5 years!

And yet, reading everything I have written transports me back to those moments and feelings. Wow! I realize expression is a gift to mankind like no other. We all like to revisit our favourite places, even if we forget we can find them on the map. That's about physical space. But what about that other dimension you journeyed through? An emotional map does not exist and it can be really hard to revisit certain emotional checkposts. One might think of pictures clicked during some special occasions - but honestly that can never pierce you so deeply as written words. It might also be because you are not feeling particularly strong emotions while taking pictures. It's mostly when you are with yourself that you find your voice fully and totally. And that is usually when you write.

I am thousands of miles away from my romantic neighbours whom I didn't even know but their accidental gift remains with me - the inspiration for this blog. I will continue to write down about songs as and when they come to me.