
I was just listening to 'You Can Still Be Free' by Savage Garden, the same song I used to love to listen to while I was still in Doha. It brings back so many memories- memories that transport me to an alternate realm of my life, probably one which I've lived in, but which feels alien to me at the moment.
It's the most inexplicably pleasant feeling to be sitting down and typing out my thoughts, and occasionally glancing out at the dark evening world outside my window. Friday night- some people leaving for the weekend, some others in pretty outfits climbing into vehicles to go about their weekend clubbing routine...the excitement of the weekend lingering all around us in the form of small invisible bubbles that pop and it's as if for each one that pops, googols more are formed by some wonderful magical force. Outside, I see loads of taxicabs waiting for people, with their orange lights burning bright with excitement too.
My ideal Friday afternoon...now that's something I have to devote some of my thoughts to. I think it would be perfect to just sit down in a small Parisian restaurant and have lunch with friends, or simply read a book in a small cafe somewhere in Europe, or probably....and now here's a list which will simply go on until where Eternity comes to an end. If I could freeze Time on Friday afternoons, I would spare no effort in doing so. Fridays are unique days, there's nothing that can compare to a Friday afternoon and evening. Once each Friday goes by, the weekend just goes by as if it was never even there, to begin with.
To me, living through a week is like going up on a roller coaster. As it takes us higher, we hold our breath and await that sudden release. Moving through a week is similar just because we live through the week going about our daily routines but inside us is this great anticipation of the weekend. At least, that's the story of my life. I live for the weekends, they just paint my life a brilliant neon pink. The aura of a Friday night is something that's just too precious, just so mysteriously wonderful. If only Fridays would never end!

1 pearls:
its so true!..i always remember the moments i had with particular song..like da song i listen the way back to college it always remind of it whenever i listen to it..i loved ur note!..its beautiful! oh n sorry i m commenting on it now but hey i didnt know abt ur blog!..
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