The Clown

See the funny little clown, see the puppet on a string
Wind him up, he'll sing, give him candy and he'll dance
But be certain not to feel that his funny face is real

Step right up and see him folks, couldn't you die at all his jokes
Couldn't you cry at all the tricks, he'll come up with in a fix
But be certain not to stray 'cause he'll steal your heart away

I am a clown, I am a clown, clown
You'll always see me smile, you'll never see me frown
Sometimes my scenes are good, sometimes they're bad
Not funny, ha-ha, funny sad

I am a clown, look at the clown, clown
Always a laughing face whenever you're around
Always the same routine, I never change
Not funny, ho-ho, funny strange

Sometimes I think the world is a circus town
Sometimes I feel like a lonely inside show
Man on the flying trapeze, he ain't never comin' down
He knows what I know if you look inside
If I didn't hide, you might decide you don't want me

I am a clown, that's why I'm a clown, clown
Just like the fool on the hill beggin' to come down
I want to live again, oh, I want to feel
Tell me you love me, make me real

See the funny little clown, see the puppet on a string
Wind him up and he will sing, give him candy, he will dance
But be certain not to feel if his funny face is real

The greatest virtues are those which are most useful to other persons.
farce that we put up each day and spend the rest of the time believing in it

The Dream

Everybody's got something they had to leave behind
One regret from yesterday that just seems to grow with time
There's no use looking back or wondering
How it could be now or might have been
Oh this I know but still I can't find ways to let you go

I've never had a dream come true
Till the day that I found you
Even though I pretend that I've moved on
You'll always be my baby
I never found the words to say
You're the one I think about each day
And I know no matter where life takes me to
A part of me will always be with you

Somewhere in my memory
I've lost all sense of time
and tomorrow can never be cos yesterday is all that fills my mind
There's no use looking back or wondering
How it should be now or might have been
Oh this I know but still I can't find ways to let you go

I've never had a dream come true
Till the day that I found you
Even though I pretend that I've moved on
You'll always be my baby
I never found the words to say
You're the one I think about each day
And I know no matter where life takes me to
A part of me will always be

You'll always be the dream that fills my head
Yes you will, say you will, you know you will
Oh baby, you'll always be the one I know I'll never forget
There's no use looking back or wondering
Because love is a strange and funny thing
No matter how I try and try I just can't say goodbye
No no no no

I've never had a dream come true
Till the day that I found you
Even though I pretend that I've moved on
You'll always be my baby
I never found the words to say (words to say)
You're the one I think about each day
And I know no matter where life takes me to
A part of me will always be
A part of me will always be with you


After three eventful days, when i went to bed this morning (yeah morning! we returned at 4!) after the Vaishno Devi trip, i think i was too tired for dreams. Nevertheless this one was as perplexing as it was beautiful :)

I was really cold and uncomfortable in the bed. So I sit up and decide to watch some TV in another room, soon I fell asleep on the floor there. Reasons and logic not important: its a dream after all! So what I see is this girl, I had a huge crush on at school and till sometime later.So i see her sitting in my room, in a nice baby blue sweater, pressed against me, close enough to cause me discomfort |:o
lookin at me. :D

after all this time when all i saw of her, was a picture, which seldom changed on one of the social nets.The last conversation was brief, very brief, maybe even strange (for her of course!)
I take the liberty of mentioning this phone call, maybe the last wonderful communication in my memory. She had called that day, the winter in the new year of 2007.she wanted to talk about stuff, forms to fill, application details etc etc, I don’t remember the material of the conversation, how would I, with goose bumps and my stomach churning and all that on just hearing her! Anyhow, I wanted to prolong the convo, keep listening, keep talking. The twenty minutes that still bring a fine smile. She never called after that. She didn’t need me again I suppose or as the things turned out later sometime, I was myself down and out who would need me.

the silhouette was perfectly redrawn from the one etched in my memory ,how could have I mistaken..the overpowering effect of the presence was making me really uncomfortable.She isnt talking or doing anything. Just gazing in my eyes pressed against me.The same old beautiful eyes, luscious lips, the sexy raised cheekbones. And that mole above the lip.

and what was to follow?, of course a dumb response! I would have managed to screw it up like a perfect whacko psycho. That was it, overbearing.I guess I wisely chose to wake up else I spoil it yet again!!!!!! Wtf !! What the hell ? Man, y her, after like all was forgotten!! Strange are the ways. :)