There are times in your life when you feel that you don’t have sufficient time even to breath. I’m sure each and every one of us would feel that every now and then.
With the latest hoohaa surrounding the couple who tortured their cute poodle (those are monsters I tell you; monsters with human as their physical front), which does not remotely linked to this post at all – to the endless list of troubles around the world; who doesn’t feel dejected right?
2012 is drawing near and to those who believes in apocalypse; better take hint because it’s already 28 Jan 2011 by the time I wrote this post and just bear in mind that yesterday’s date is 27 Jan 2011. A nice date if you ask me. :-)
Why am I writing incoherent and totally non-related thing here?
Well, no particular reason. I just feel like writing something. There are 1001 things to write or to do but I chose to write things, which doesn’t mean anything at all. The weather is fine by the way; so don’t go blaming the poor weather..hehe. Judging by the weather forecast splayed on the tv screen, I am 99% sure that the weather forecast presented over our terrestrial tv is not accurate at all. :-P
Anyway, while driving around, I stumbled upon an old song in my iPhone (gasp! I didn’t realize that I have that song too you know)… goodness gracious!!
The song is none other than “Runaway by The Corrs”.
I wonder what happened to that quartet consisting of handsome Irish guy and pretty Irish girls. At least this family band can sing, unlike some other family bands which I shall not name over here.
See, I’m deviating from my topic again. As I was saying, this song is hauntingly beautiful with goose bump inducing lyrics. Not only that, if you drive around with that song playing at the background, it is soothing as well. Goose bumpily soothing. :-P
Less talk from me from now onwards, let’s listen to this song, sing along to it or just savour the song as it is. :-)
The Corrs - Runaway (HQ)
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Runaway by The Corrs
Say it's true, there's nothing like me and you
Not alone, tell me you feel it too
And I would runaway
I would runaway, yeah
I would runaway
I would runaway with you
.
(Chorus)
Cause I have fallen in love
With you, no never have
I'm never gonna stop falling in love, with you
.
Close the door, lay down upon the floor
And by candlelight, make love to me through the night
Cause I have runaway
I have runaway, yeah
I have runaway, runaway
I have runaway with you
.
(Chorus)
.
And I would runaway
I would runaway, yeah
I would runaway
I would runaway with you
.
(Chorus)
“Every time we make the decision to love someone, we open ourselves to great suffering, because those we most love cause us not only great joy but also great pain.” ― Henri J.M. Nouwen
Friday, 28 January 2011
Sunday, 9 January 2011
Flight Home (draft)
The hustle and bustle in the cabin interrupted his thoughts. Upping the volume of his mp3 player, he sunk deeper into his seat, cradling the book he reads closer to his chest as he pondered on the hours earlier when he stepped on the flight with light footed steps.
As the songs directory shuffled itself automatically, he heard a familiar tune. A tune which grabbed his attention the moment his ears heard it. It brought him a momentary sense of tranquility despite the din, his book is all but forgotten.
Smile appeared on his weary face as he shifted his thoughts on the welcoming sight of his loved ones back home. It never fail to bring tears to his eyes whenever such thoughts crossed his mind. He, a man considered to be the pillar of strength brought down and mellowed with such emotional effect?
Closing his eyes, patiently he waits, and he played the song repeatedly. Thoughts firmly on the smiling face with that pretty eyes of hers. Sleep overcame him with ease despite the uncomfortable surroundings.
Suddenly he is jolted from his slumber with the bump on the plane landing and patiently he waited until it came to a screeching halt.
As the songs directory shuffled itself automatically, he heard a familiar tune. A tune which grabbed his attention the moment his ears heard it. It brought him a momentary sense of tranquility despite the din, his book is all but forgotten.
Smile appeared on his weary face as he shifted his thoughts on the welcoming sight of his loved ones back home. It never fail to bring tears to his eyes whenever such thoughts crossed his mind. He, a man considered to be the pillar of strength brought down and mellowed with such emotional effect?
Closing his eyes, patiently he waits, and he played the song repeatedly. Thoughts firmly on the smiling face with that pretty eyes of hers. Sleep overcame him with ease despite the uncomfortable surroundings.
Suddenly he is jolted from his slumber with the bump on the plane landing and patiently he waited until it came to a screeching halt.
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