Empty it was…empty it is…and perhaps, empty it shall be… yup!! I am talking about the month of December…I dunno how but somehow the month of December brings out the feeling vast emptiness that lies hidden, somewhere, within me… ironic and absurd it may sound but this emptiness kinda makes me feel complete… yeah, it does… and somehow I relate to this cold season more than anybody/anything else in the world… it reminds me of good old days, the shenanigans of life and more importantly, it reminds me of the stories that remained unfinished…
December....it truly is a magical month...at least for me
December....it truly is a magical month...at least for me
Anyways, keeping this crap a little short, I wanna dedicate a song to the month of December and to the “stories that remained unfinished”…it’s called “Flowers in December” by Mazzy Star…i hope you will like it...njoy the song
FLOWERS IN DECEMBER
Before I let you down again,
I just want to see you in your eyes.
I wouldn't have taken everything out on you,
I only thought you could understand.
they say every man goes blind in his heart,
and they say everybody steals somebody's heart away.
and I got nothing more to say about it
nothing more than you would me.
send me your flowers of your december,
send me your dreams of your candied wine.
I've got just one thing I can't give you...
just one more thing of mine
they say every man goes blind in his heart
and they say everybody steals somebody's heart away
and I've been wondering why you let me down
and I've been taking it all for granted
I just want to see you in your eyes.
I wouldn't have taken everything out on you,
I only thought you could understand.
they say every man goes blind in his heart,
and they say everybody steals somebody's heart away.
and I got nothing more to say about it
nothing more than you would me.
send me your flowers of your december,
send me your dreams of your candied wine.
I've got just one thing I can't give you...
just one more thing of mine
they say every man goes blind in his heart
and they say everybody steals somebody's heart away
and I've been wondering why you let me down
and I've been taking it all for granted
P.S: no, I am not drunk…just feeling a bit high J
P.P.S: out of all the things that I am gonna leave behind... I’ll miss Delhi’s winter the most L