Showing posts with label Rain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rain. Show all posts

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Rain yet again...!!!!

I am smiling..refreshed.. content.. alive and kicking! Thanks to ‘ Eeram’ and the adorably brilliant songs by the stunningly talented Taman. Again thanks to my ‘Encyclopedia Musica’ for getting me to his music :) you remain my favourite of all times..

I had just known Taman as ‘Krishna’, that cuddly spoilt brat in the Tamil movie ‘Boys’ and thought that he would have given up as an actor and vanished from the scene. When his friends..’Munna, Bobgaly,and Juju made it big in movie industry. :) But here he is making his mark in the whole wide world of music. ‘Eeram’ is fresh,rejuvenating, has a tint of romance.. and will make you fall in love with life yet again..

Shankar as a film maker has always brought into limelight the best of talents and he does it again with ‘Eeram’. It will remind you of the rain. It will fall into your lives as those drops of rain.. making you let go off those sun dried days and memories.. will get you back on track where you forget that ‘wandering mode’ and get back :)Music does wonders always!And yes this album has given me two more favourites.. Ranjith and Suchitra ..they are brilliant! Viveka has done a fab job with his wow lyrics.

The 3 tracks are amazingly composed. ‘ Mazhaye Mazhaye’ …’Saaral En’ and ‘Tharai Erangiya’ make you feel like getting drenched in rain… the first rain…while you are on the move.. when the droplets of rain fall on your face and you are just stretching back and travelling down the memory lane..with a fleeting glance to the much awaited ‘tomorrow’..

http://www.musicindiaonline.com/music/tamil/s/movie_name.11966

One album for the keeps .. One you will never regret buying :) my guarantee!! Lol. The tracks will bring back ‘LIFE’ to your routine and let your mind feel refreshed.. I totally agree with the poet when he said “Into each life some rain must fall..”And when it is raining..just let it rain..

This desert town I live always craves for rain.. I am reminded of those summers spent in the anticipation of the rain..and in the end of the wait when I hear the rain drops fall..my heart beats faster and my breathing slows. I have always felt that the sound of rain drops is the most comforting sound ever…Rain..so beautiful and healing.. soothing and soul stirring.. so let it rain.

“I don't believe in pessimism. If something doesn't come up the way you want, forge ahead. If you think it's going to rain, it will. ..”

Monday, March 23, 2009

Let there be rain!!!!

When you close your eyes and listen….drops of rain do speak volumes. I have always been madly in love with rain… It just feels awesome how it washes the dust of everyday life and how it breathes new life in to everything and everyone. It freshens up your spirit and the rain drops seem to play a sweet refrain. It paints a lot of amazing pictures in your mind…

It is no surprise to me that hardly anyone tells the truth about how they feel. But there is an element of surprise to it…..like summer rains… It is a beautiful creation. Kind of brings out the mystery in you and me. Some songs and some people are like summer rain. They come into your life when you least expect them.

Like Tagore once said….“That I exist is a perpetual surprise which is life…”And I always have felt that the best things in life are always unexpected… for almost all the best things that came into my life were unexpected. And I believe that you will truly understand the essence of life when you allow the unexpected to happen…

This one song will fall into your life like those first few drops of rain.. The Tamil movie “May Maadham” was well made and all the songs were much talked about. But of all, “Yenmel Vizhunda” stands out just because of the very freshness it brings along with it and the very same volumes it speaks through the magnificent lyrics.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gdFAbPbgHmY

“Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops… I am no Poet here; my pen's the spout where the rain water of my eyes run out.”