In the Zone

To achieve something, my blood flows, my blood flows,
To rise up in my eyes, my blood flows,
It falls from my body, it hugs the ground,
Through streets and waysides, it meanders, crawls,
In search of new colors, my blood flows

From open wounds,____________
slowly, oh so slowly, my blood flows,
Taking along with it,
Questions in its fingers, answers in fists,
To achieve something, my blood flows, my blood flows

To achieve something, my blood flows, my blood flows,
To rise up in my eyes, my blood flows,
It falls from my body, it hugs the ground,
Through streets and waysides, it meanders, crawls,
In search of new colors, my blood flows

My blood flows, My blood flows,
My blood flows, My blood flows,
My blood flows, My blood flows,
My blood flows, My blood flows

Once in a while when you watch a movie like 'Rang De Basanti' (don’t worry, am not going to do a review here), one is generally in a contemplative frame of mind for about half an hour.

So was I past midnight, driving back home, listening to some nice songs on the FM wishing for some dramatic announcement on the radio when the RJ says this (in good Hindi, I might add),

"In a few hours from now, it will be another morning. Birds will start chirping and autos will start plying on the roads. It will also be time for all us to wrap up our dreams and get busy with our mundane life and the activities, which are part of it. But for many of us today will be a little different.

Because today is a Sunday.

Hope your Sunday is a bit different in a way that you want it to be. But in the meantime, this is Rakesh Ahuja signing off and wishing all of you a very good night."

Good Night Rakesh.