I was unusually bland with ideas to update my blog till this happened.

Just after my lunch, I took a break. Went down to get a cola. (Which one? I don’t want to ignite cola wars.)

Two little children came, smothered by dust and their bodies polished by grease. Possibly they hadn’t had a bath from so long (I cant guess the number of days).

They stared at all the sweets on the counter and one of them said, “Uncle paanch rupaye ki yeh waali de do”.

Just out of the shop, they sat down in the dirt on the side of the road and innocently divided the sweets between them.

Now, I am as bland as I was…

Hold On

I found many of my fav EC songs on my friend's terminal. My CD player has been in rots and also my all EC tapes. These days its my only source of listening to songs and its refreshing to hear them at EOD.

This came to my mind... co-written with Phil Collins (can be found in the August album)

Deep down in the dead of night I call out your name.
It seems now that nothing is right, there's nothing but pain.
If only I'd told you I love you, now all I can do is...

Hold on, hold on to the feeling.
You've got to hold on, hold on to the feeling.
I don't feel right on this sad night.
Lord, I've got thistles growing in my pillow.

If you could believe in me, then I could be strong,
And then we could set our love free and right all these wrongs.
You'll know when I touch you how much you still mean to me, baby.

Hold on, hold on.

Just give me one more chance.
Please give me one more chance.
Don't tell me our romance is through.

Hold on, hold on to the feeling.
You've got to hold on, hold on to the feeling.
Hold on, hold on to the feeling.