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Temperature zone

I'm on a different temperature zone. I'd've been Ok wit it but i'm finding it a tad bit uneasy. Must go forward and melt the ice.

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Who gives the faith

Who gives the faith,
The fa-fa-faith
Who gives the love,
The loooooove
Who gives the hope
The ho-ho-hope
Who gives the grace,
The graaaaaaace
Who is that man?
I want to shake his hand
For he lives in me
and he died for you and me
ooo-ooo-ooo-oooo

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Change my heart

Change my heart, O God
Make it ever true
Change my heart, O God
May I be like you

You are the potter, I am the clay
Mold me and make me,
This is what I pray

Namma

Namma yesu namma kartha
Badavara manayalli janasi itha(2)
Janasi bandhaaro
namma lokadha rakshakanu

kaana emba oorinalli
madhuve manyalli hodhaanno
neerannu thegidhaanu
draksha rasavannu madithanu

aithu rotti eradu meenu
saviraaru janarike needidhanu
athbhutha maadidhanu
yesu-mahime nodidharu

hava hava ivanaaro?
silubei mele nindhaano?
ivane kaanappo
namma lokadha rakdhakanu

He's my rock

He's my rock, my sword, my shield
He's the wheel in the middle of the wheel
He's the lily of the valley
The bright morning star
Ain't no matter what they say,
I'll get on my knees and pray
and I'll sing until the day
That Jesus comes. . .

Holiness

Holiness, holiness
Is what a long for
Holiness Is what I need
Holiness, holiness,
Is what you want from me

So take heart and form it
Take my will, conform it
Take my mind,
Transform it, to yours, to yours,
Lord (2)

Faithfulness. . .
Righteousness. . .

Ghuma ghuma

Ghuma ghuma ke maara(4)
daveed ne goliath ko
ek pathar se maara(2)
ek nahi, do nahi,
theen nahi, chaar nahi(2)
paanch pathar ko chunke liya
aur ek pathar se maara(2)n

Mercy

Mercy is compassion in motion. Jesus is mercy in motion. - Will Willimon

Mercy is

Jesus is mercy in motion. Mercy is compassion in motion. -Will Willimon

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There's an amazing way in which you keep reminding me that you're
part of my life although at times I wonder, despite you saying, I'm
part of yours.

Sometimes I wonder whether you are just consoling me. But for this long?

I choose to believe, you're an amazing person who came and stayed as a friend.

Love you.

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My new Addiction

You are my new addiction,
You are subtle and invigorating, going straight up the arteries
To the heart and then the brain.
Endearing it feels as I crack open the barriers
Letting you in, and myself out
We crossing each other on the airwave highway
I bet we'll keep crossing
But after that?

I just don't know.
It feels like before, but very very different
There's the explosive potential,
To grow, to deepen, to shape, to shine
And it scares me how it will end
There have been accidents before on this highway
And my 'caution' board hangs dusty, that
All I do these days is just ignore
At great risk ( and that's predictive)

Do I need to know where it goes?
Or do I do a Suji, " We'll see where it goes"?
Do we always need to know the end?
( as if we always know what the end is)
And why should there be an end?
Mama, your voice keeps coming back
And I shake my head
No. I want to prove you wrong,
As I don't want to have a life where relationships are shallow
And not 'not go so deep so as to not feel hurt. . . '

Feeling hurt means I went quite deep
Deep enough to risk being hurt
But the one's that have hurt me
I am still holding on
Even if the feelings aren't the same.

Why would the feeling have to change?
Is it bound to happen?

You are my new addiction,
Though you aren't brand new,
It was built over time with some deep values
So I wish that this addiction will stay
Or that I accept when the nature of the addiction changes

Oh God, I'm going to feel hurt again.

The mobile phone. Again.

I need a cell phone. The one I am using belongs to a gracious Leo who appeared at my place late one cold January night. He forced me to use his old phone (since he had bought a new one), instead of mine which was stolen a few days back. The Nokia 5140i and I have been going out for close to a year now, and clearly the battery is giving me head aches. Let's not talk about the battery now.

Now I have saved up a bit and have the choice to buy a very good phone with the usual features and may be a cool but useful feature or two. What eats me now is, how expensive is expensive? It's not that I want to flaunt a chic phone (since I can't afford a smart phone), but I want capabilities like wi-fi access which comes at a price within my saved up treasure. Still that's expensive. Yet I would like it.

Let me check: Am I feeling guilty in wanting that phone? I am not feeling too bad, honestly. I could use the extra for my other needs or save it up for future use, especially since I am going to embark on some more studies. I can even put it in a bank, like my father suggests. Or help people in need. But there wouldn't be much money left for anything else if i buy the phone with a wi-fi connection (it's a touch screen too). I don't know how to wisely use the rest of the money either.

I could buy a lower end phone, with the usual capabilities. Yet, since this is the first phone I am buying myself, my truly first phone, and stays within the amount I possess (all of which needn't be shelled out for the phone, you see), I want to have a good one.

No. 'Good' is subjective. It is a nuanced word and implies different things to different people even within the same family.

My folks' eyes will pop put if they find that I bought a phone for 9300 units of cash. Seeing them I will feel guilty.

Yet, I'd like that phone. Can I see this phone as an investment? Can I save up the money and buy a lap top or my much cherished dream of a macbook, someday? Or will money come again?

My assumption was that my confusions would be cleared if I got enough money to buy a phone. It certainly has not. I have been researching phones to buy with a budget in mind. I was set. I enquired the prices. I did semi-structured interviews with people who were users of the Nokia 5130. Finally, when the piggy bank was broken (a figurative piggy bank), there! Enough for a Samsung star Wi-fi, and the comparitively cheaper Samsung Corby and the even cheaper Samsung Corby TXT. I know the specifications of all the 4 phones, by-heart. But now, I am losing sleep on which one to buy. Money has not solved my problem. In fact, the excess has given me late sleep, too much time researching on the net, fatigue and, perhaps, a balder head (the direct effect has not been scientifically established, in this case).

A cellphone.

Who said the more the choice is, the better life gets?



Picture courtesy:

1. Samsung star wi fi: http://www.vmart.pk/main/images/samsung%20star%20wifi.jpg
2. samsung Corby: http://computer-supports.com/samsung3650corby1.jpg

Giving in, giving away

I guess, sometimes, you just give things away. Not because you want to, but because you don't know what to do with it anymore. Life comes with episodes. Many people in fancy dresses. In disguise.

Why do things and people seem so important at times and not so important later? Is this what life is all about? Why is that one feels dispensable, so easily? Is it really worth the fight? 

I can't say come away with me because there isn't a place I can take you to. Stay with me means discomfort, at times, because you don't want everyone around you all the time. 

What else can I say? What do you do with a friend in happy times? 

Does it get boring? Doesn't it? 

Life can't be so mean. Or should I face up to it?