A RAGING POSTACARD...........LOOKING FOR AN ANSWER

Why does it have to be this way
God I am sure there's got to be another way
This is neither a movie nor some show on the Broadway
This is life, this is for real
This is how it was meant to be and this is how it's gonna stay.

Can you hear me ???????????????

COMES & GOES.....SOUL SEARCHING POSTCARD

Making memories, this is what it's all about

Look at those faces , I know now, and there's no doubt

Maybe I am naive, maybe I am just blind

Maybe I am foolish, maybe I am the only one of my kind.

THAT WAS YESTERDAY...........SONG IN MY HEAD AND DANCE IN MY FEET

Yesterday, if only I could bring back my yesterday

There were no diamonds, not even silver & gold

Yesterday had nothing, but I still felt like a king on a roll

Had the sun,I had the blue and all the stars in different hues

Yesterday, if only I could bring back my yesterday........

FUN ON THE RUN.....POSTCARD FROM THE TOP OF THE WORLD

Few days away from the chaos & the circus,  in the lap of the mighty

A welcome change, a much needed break,  think I just got lucky. 

So many people to thank, for showing all that I have been missing

There's so much more to life than these daily battles we keep waging.

Hectic it was, too much to do in too little time

But I am not complaining coz I had a whale of a time.

Each day had something new to offer, prayer, swim, hike, raft & whole lot of laughter

Unforgettable moments plenty, so many memories to treasure  here on after.

SOMETHINGS MONEY CAN'T BUY..........A THINKING POSTCARD.

This busy life takes away lot more than we've got
This quest for more makes us a helpless lot.
In family & friends we pay a heavy price 
Precious time we lose, in the name of fame and rise. 

BE BACK SOON !...........POSTCARD TO ALL MY FRIENDS ON FACEBOOK

I know, I am getting them all 
Reminders, Notifications , your Poke &  all your occasional Jokes. 
Nothing intentional & no hard feelings here folks
Been keeping busy lately, I guess sometimes that's just the way it goes.


I'll Be Back Soon !!

GOODBYE ON A POSTCARD

We owe it to him, for the lovely Apple we can't do without

We've got to give it to him, because no one deserves it more and there's no doubt

He touched lives, with his remarkable creations he even changed lives

In an imperfect world he walked, in beautiful dreams he breathed life.

RIP....STEVE JOBS 

A DECADE ON.......MEMORIES REMAIN ON A POSTCARD

It all happened in a flash, the day the devil held his evil bash

Dragging innocent lives, leaving loved ones to grieve behind.

FALLEN ANGEL ON A POSTCARD

I have seen it, I have felt it too

Round here  pain & gaiety comes in different hues. 

Not just the path people tread, even the places of worship too,

Heartfelt emotions plenty I saw,  each one  so true.

SHATTERED DREAMS - RETURN OF A POSTCARD

Desperately trying to change what's left of me

If this is the only way, I am ready come take on me.
I have been there, done that,  this could be over in a jiffy   

Dreams have been squashed before, this time no getting in a tizzy.   

FROM THE TRENCHES.... JUST ARRIVED - A LOST POSTCARD

Seems like a living hell , trying hard to thwart destiny's evil spell.

EXILE ON MAINSTREAM...........A POSTCARD FROM THE EDGE

  

Down but not out, bruised but not killed..............Just a matter of time. 

KINGS OF THE WORLD........... A POSTCARD FROM THE WANKHEDE STADIUM, MUMBAI

Like a hurricane they came, steamrolling the opposition on their way

Critics and skeptics watched in dismay , as the Indians made the Lankans pay 

Not a foot wrong  last night, everything MS did  was so right

Victory was there for the taking, and now there was no more waiting

With a towering six  the cup was sealed, the nation roared and  the world kneeled. 

A TIRED POSTCARD...................WAITING TO BE DELIVERED

Getting tired sailing choppy seas, I can't do it no more

Have been doing it all my life, think it's time I find a new shore.

No one to blame, nothing to prove, I have done the best I could

Had my chances but I couldn't latch on,and that's  the only truth.

Maybe it's my destiny, maybe I am not as good

Wasted precious time, had lot of promise but I failed to deliver the goods.

     

FATHER TO A SON............HEARTFELT POSTCARD

Seems like yesterday, when I held you in these hands
For the very first time, I felt so much of happiness, still I just couldn't stand.
I wanted to  sing, wanted to fly so high up in the sky
Tell the whole world, I am so happy and I just might cry.


Time  flies, it waits for nobody, and certainly it didn't stop for me
When did you grow up? How come I never got  to see,
You creating your own little world,quietly away from me.
Tell me my little boy,  o please talk to me

Help me  find my answers, to these questions that are haunting me.

I know  it isn't your fault son, it's me who went missing completely
Chasing nothing, forgetting the little joys of life, I acted foolishly.     
But I still want to hear it from you, the one I love 
The one who means a world to me.

Why did I do it ? How did we end up like this? 

Tell me my little boy, o  please talk to me

Help me  find my answers, to these questions that are haunting me.

THESE EMPTY WALLS.......A TUESDAY POSTCARD

These empty walls around,telling me this ain't over and my time's here and now  
These empty walls , screaming and yelling at me, showing me how.
Before it's too late they tell me, before I bury myself alive
Something special I have to do, the only way to keep my hopes alive.

OF PAIN AND GAIETY................TWO NATIONS AND ONE POSTCARD.

I look around and all I see 
feeling of sadness that was just momentary
Yesterday's red forgotten, today they are playing with different colors merrily 
One  nation still shrouded in misery and the other preparing for festivity.

FRIDAY, BLOODY FRIDAY.........A POSTCARD DEDICATED TO SENDAI AND ITS PEOPLE

MARCH 11TH 2011- FRIDAY ,MORNING GLORY


Morning has broken, a brand new day beckons life again 

Yesterday was fun, today  there's so much more to gain.  

All around  happy faces, with dreams as big as dreams can be

nothing can go wrong here , today there's so much to learn and live. 

MARCH 11TH 2011 - FRIDAY, AFTERNOON  GORY

Come afternoon it's not the same story, something is coming, but it ain't glory 

Alas! nobody could see it coming, the bloody death that was lurking 

Right underneath, the very ground they were  treading.

THE DAY JAPAN STOOD STILL ... A GRIEVING POSTCARD

The horrifying memories of yesterday won't be forgotten for a long time to come. In fact, doomsday like scenario of 11th March 2011 has now been etched in the minds of  people around the world forever.On Friday afternoon earth's belly roared like never before triggering  gigantic tsunami waves catching innocent lives unaware. A black day in the history of Japan which scared the entire global population.

SURVIVOR & THE SAVIOUR

INEFFABLE KILLER WAVES.......SWALLOWING EVERYTHING

ANOTHER LEAF.........ANOTHER POSTCARD

Day's gone, but the beautiful feeling lingers on 

Breathtaking moments fading, trying hard to hold on.

BURIED TREASURE REVISITED............. AN EMO POSTCARD

Hard to describe, words alone can never do justice. A feeling that neither pen nor a paint brush can capture. Letters written with a quill dipped in the ink of true love can never fade away. Open that secret drawer and start reading each single one of them and you'll understand what I mean. Believe me,you'll  experience something so powerful that will make you smile and cry at the same time, just like the way it did back then.

TRUE LOVE NEVER FADES AWAY .

SO CLOSE, YET SO FAR.......... POSTCARD FROM A WEARY SOLDIER'S DIARY

Just when you think all that's required now is a lunge..........Life can be cruel sometimes. So close, yet so far. 

 

FROM THE PRISON DIARY ...........YET ANOTHER SPARKLESS POSTCARD

Badly in need of few sparks to ignite the lost fire.  World hasn't stopped spinning, the journey from mundane to worthwhile is far from over,and yet for some strange  reason, nothing seems to strike a chord inside, neither people nor the events.

     

NO MURRAY-CY..........A PUNISHING POSTCARD FROM JUST CONCLUDED AUSTRALIAN OPEN GRANDSLAM 2011

Yes, I still have a bit of  a hangover left from Sunday afternoons ruthless display by Novak Djokovic. The super Serb really played like a God against hapless Andy Murray down under to clinch his second Aussie Open Grand Slam. Hope his awesome display will  put an end to all the speculation and debate about heir apparent, worthy successor to great Roger Federer.

Novak has the game, the attitude and the charisma to succeed both , Roger as well as Rafa. Fitness was an issue for a while, but now even that seems to be a thing of past and he has come out stronger than ever before.

Go Novak!........More Slams, More Trophies awaits.

GONE TWEETING..........SUDDEN DISAPPEARING EXPLAINED ON A POSTCARD

Finally the mystery behind the sudden disappearance of The Postcard Man is out. Found tweeting on the twitter and says happy to be here. Follow me @ http://twitter.com/Musicbeadsman 

HERE, THERE, EVERYWHERE..........A SEARCHING POSTCARD

Far away, away from where I belong

Familiar lines I write, I write that same old song

Far away, away from the place we both know

I am going crazy, nobody can tell, only you would know.

LOOKING BACK....LOOKING AHEAD - THAT CRAZY FEELING ON A POSTCARD

                      YESTERDAY, TODAY, AND FOREVER

DRESS-CODE 2011...................CLASSIC DILEMMA ON A POSTCARD

.....And the action begins tomorrow. It's never easy to give up your favorite attire and slip into a metal. Laugh and let laugh has been the mantra for well over 15 long years at work  and  play. It's been an arduous trek, with taste of success few and far between. No complaining though. Despite the promise unfulfilled, it's been a hell of a ride. When sun rises tomorrow, can I straddle both ? It's not going to be easy, I know.   Will the clown RIP ? Or  a new warrior will rise from the ashes? It remains to be seen.

BE WHAT YOU WANT TO BE, DO WHAT YOU WANT TO DO................CLEAN SHEET ON A POSTCARD

Was it good ? Or, was it worth forgetting ? Was it high ? Or, was it low ? Stop it , I say. It's over. Don't be too hard on yourself. Let go and start anew in 2011. It's a clean sheet in front of you. It's time to make a brand new start. Maybe it's time for some of us  to finish the unfinished business. Not a bad time to  consider taking a long pending vacation to Timbuktu. That's right, you heard me, Timbuktu in Africa. Honestly,does it really matter, where ?  Hell who cares, where you are wanting to go. You are doing it for yourself, aren't you ?Just go ahead and do it pal.

Read a new book, write a new song, paint a new picture. Do whatever, but do it. Do it for yourself and nobody else. Do it for that missing spark in your  everyday life. Trust me, if you think your life is pathetic and you are going nowhere then  it's time to GET UP, STAND UP...... and make every minute count. 

OUR TIME STARTS NOW !................365 DAYS TO GO.