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little miss sunshine

sunshine

Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
It’s not warm when she’s away.
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
And she’s always gone too long
Anytime she goes away.

Wonder this time where she’s gone
Wonder if she’s gone to stay
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
And this house just ain’t no home
Anytime she goes away.

prakashvati

Anand Srot Beh Raha Aur Tu Udaas HaiLook around you. Peace is overflowing in form of a river right in front of your eyes, but you are still so sad. You are a fish and it is so strange that despite of being in water, you are still unable to quench your thirst.

Each petal of each flower carries the fragrance; each fiber, each cell of the the sugarcane is filled with sweetness; in this exact same manner, God exists everywhere and in each particle of this entire universe.

Open your eyes, use your wisdom and practice your enlightenment, and just try to envision; what you are seeking for is what you already own, what you already have and what will be yours forever.

Try to take out some time to purify yourself; the materialistic and the worldly desires are not the only purpose of this human life.

You will not be able to attain moksha, liberation, or the ultimate “release,” since you are the slave of your five sensory faculties. Free yourself up.

Look around you. Peace is overflowing in form of a river right in front of your eyes, but you are still so sad. You are a fish and it is so strange that despite of being in water, you are still unable to quench your thirst.

My Nani always smiled. She protected me from my own mother. She wouldn’t let anyone raise any sort of voice on me. My faults, my excuses, my mischiefs – as long as I could race into my Nani’s room and hide behind her white cotton “sooti” sari, I was safe. At night, when I couldn’t fall asleep, I would go and wrap my arms around her jelly-soft tummy – it brought me comfort. Comfort, as if nothing will ever go wrong again. Comfort, as if there is no care in the world. Comfort, that one can only find in a mother’s lap.

My Nani taught this bhajan to my mom. My mom taught this bhajan to me. There are very few things that I can hold on to, and this is one of them. This must have been written keeping my Nani in thought since the author calls out to ‘Prakash’ at the end.

phir le aaya dil

phir le aaya dil, majboor kya kijiye – my helpless heart brings me here again, what to do… raas na aaya, rehna door kya kijiye – staying away didn’t really work, distance didn’t satisfy, what to do… dil keh raha, usse muqammal kar bhi aao – the heart says, go and complete that which is incomplete… wo jo adhoori si baat baaki hai – that half talk that remains still pending… wo jo adhoori si yaad baaki hai – that half memory that remains still faded.

karte hai hum, aaj qabool kya kijiye – today, I accept, I give in, I admit, what to do… ho gayi thi jo, humse bhool kya kijiye – the mistake that I made, what to do… dil keh raha, use mayassar kar bhi aao – the heart says, there’s a window, there’s an opportunity, go and get it… woh jo dabi si aas baaki hai – that wish that remains still suppressed, still contained… woh jo dabi si aanch baaki hai – that spark that still has fire but remains still restrained.

kismat ko hai, yeh manzoor kya kijiye – destiny agrees with this, fate has accepted this, what to do… milte rahe hum, badastoor kya kijiye – that we keep meeting as we do, like a tradition, like an indomitable habit, what to do… dil keh raha hai, usse musalsar kar bhi aao – the heart says, go and make it forever… woh jo ruki si raah baaki hai – that path that remains still blocked… woh jo ruki si chaah baaki hai – that yearning that remains still frozen, still a yearning.