The Sandman chronicles

Grey I have tasted the forbidden fruit, I See across the spectrum now I know the black from the white I am Grey and Proud of it. I am not pure at heart I am both Saint & Sinner I sing at the choir and at the bar I m Grey and Proud of it. I am not a Knight in Shining Armour I try to scrape off the rust now & then I have won & broken many a heart I am Grey and Proud of it. I love both the Straight & the queer I am nice if you are nice I prefer the anti before the hero I m Grey and Proud of it. I bawl at emotional videos I bitch about my friends behind their back I love puppies & kick trolls in their asses I am Grey and Proud of it. ***** Written impromptu at 1.00 pm 15/08/2017.

Burning Bridges Though we took vows for until our last breath, We had so drifted apart like embers in the fire We can't stand the sight of each other We are strangers in a strange world Oh Babe, we have burnt our bridges There's no going back Oh Babe, We have burnt our bridges Now you are just a stranger to me I do remember the love we shared But that has gone away like wisps in the wind We have tried our very best to stick We found that we repel each other Oh Babe, we have burnt our bridges Now there's no going back Oh Babe, We have burnt our bridges Now you are just a stranger to me We missed our chance to catch the train, We have to move out on different paths We proved that familiarity breeds contempt We are the makers of our own disasters Oh Babe, we have burnt our bridges Now there's no going back Oh Babe, We have burnt our bridges Now you are just a stranger to me ....... still to come/contd. copyright - Roshan Mathew Verghese

Back on Blogger after an eternity. How long has it been...almost 5 Years.!!

Well, what the Hell, its been a while..right? got real busy at work and then ...went tumblr-ing a bit and still doing (check my tumblr blog at Azrael's Ramblings well coming to this blog, following the last post on a philosophical song, i have decided to put up more songs and translations...on Philosophical songs..lol (i actually wrote this up and out it as a draft, but never got the time to publish it in the blog) The next Philosophical Melody for me is..... " Zindagi Ka Safar Hai Ye Kaisa Safa r" from the movie " Safar ". This song was sung by my all-time favourite singer ..the legendary Kishore Kumar here is the lyrics in Hindi font (courtesy www.geetmanjusha.com ) गीतकार- इंदिवर गायक- किशोर कुमार संगीतकार- कल्याणजी आनंदजी चित्रपट- सफर - 1970 Lyricist- Indeevar Singer- Kishor Kumar Music Director- Kalyanji Anandji Movie- Safar - 1970 जिंदगी का सफर, है ये कैसा सफर / Jindagi ka safar, hai ye kaisa safar जिन्दगी का सफ़र, हैं ये कैसा सफ

--> Today while browsing thru the Star Wars Wikia, i came across the quotes page - some good quotes, some bad quotes and then some ugly quotes...have a look... ************************* Lead a frugal Life, Dude! Have no fear!! " Possessions are burdens. What you have can always be taken away, so wealth breeds fear. " - Jacen Solo Simply say…Death is the end " What begins, ends. What is born, dies. All that is made can be un-made. Dark has no meaning without light, And for all living things there is the final silence. " ―" Life's Memories " by Soshu Londahl (translated from the Ithorese ) [src] Wise!! Think, Analyze!! Get evidence!! OR you will die soon, Dude!! «Assumption is the first step to a shallow grave.» ―Basic translation of Saltan valoramosa n telvalk mord [src] Friendship Pays!! " There are many realities in the universe, some of them quite harsh. One reality that

--> --> “Starve the centre and you reap Anarchy. Feed the Centre and you reap Tyranny. The problem is obvious to every man. A solution has been revealed to No Man” " There are three ways to defeat your enemy. The first, and most obvious, is to better him in a trial of force. The best way is to have him destroy himself; few enemies are so obliging. The middle way is to destroy your enemy from within. Judicious application of the middle way shall make your blows more effective if you later take the way of force. From the middle way it is also possible to push your enemy onto the path of self-destruction. " " Even the greatest of trees can rot from within, but the vigilant gardener keeps attentive to the signs of decay. The Gardener is not afraid to cut through the polished skin to tear away a malignant heart, to save the life of that tree. Those who seek shade under that tree would best remember the work of that gardener. " -