Turn the Page

Here I am

On the road again

There I am

Up on the stage

Here I go

Playin' star again

There I go

Turn the page

---the salesman   who just made you buy stuff

Sales

Musafir Hoon Yaaron Na Ghar Hai Na Tikhana
Mujhe Chalte Jaana Hai Bas Chalte Jaana

Ek Raah Rukh Gayi To Aur Jud Gayi
Main Muda To Saath Saath Raah Mudh gayi
Hawaon Ke Paron Par Mera Ashiana
Musafir Hoon Yaaron Na Ghar Hai Na Thikhana
Mujhe Chalte Jaana Hai Bas Chalte Jaana

Din Ne Haath Thaam Kar Idhar Bithaliya
Raat Ne Ishaare Se Udhar Bula liya
Subah se Shaam Se Mera Dostana
Musafir Hoon Yaaron Na Ghar Hai Na Tikhana
Mujhe Chalte Jaana Hai Bas Chalte Jaana

Getting Lost

There is a certain excitement in being lost. Wandering with just yourself and some random thoughts in your head. Feeling the breeze cool-off some of the apprehensions the new and undiscovered places come up with. Finding yourself stand aside from people who are doing their usual chores, somewhat in a programmed  manner. Talking to strangers and getting a smile back and well, even some concern for the occasional coughing that just doesn't sound right with all the wellness around. Having left back at the guest house all the electronics, which some might call a rescue with the GPS, it is only instinct and well, belief that makes one take the next few steps and navigate through unknown buildings and roads.

I think sometimes the mind, and furthermore, the heart requires getting lost.

Weed

Its never about the weed, it never was. Just the people around.