Singing Along

This is probably about nothing at all.
Well, thinking again, this is definitely about nothing at all.


I can't write songs. Not that I've actually tried and failed, but every time I think of the possibility of writing songs something screams in my head: YOU CAN'T! YOU CAN'T! YOU CAN'T! I needen't be hard on myself for it, everybody has a something that they can't do. But I'd have loved so much to write songs. Anyway, if I could write songs, they'd be Coldplay's.


Balance is important in life. They always say that and I think it's true. Don't get overtly enthusiastic over something and ignore other aspects of your life for it.  Balance. Stay balanced. Balance is important.
But don't you sometimes feel like you can't call yourself truly alive until you've experienced the feeling of losing your mind with passion and enthusiasm over an idea, giving it your day and night and every corner of space in your mind until you've achieved it against people's "assurances" that you won't. No? At least once in your life? You think this may cause so much damage to your life. May be it will, but it's worth it. Or so I think.



Sometimes phrases stick to your head. You hear them in a critical time, or from a special person, or they just hit a nerve and they kind of stay with you.
Can't remember the exact words though.
On BBC, few days after the 28th of Jan, there was that woman, she was saying with a smile and great adoration, how it's always wonderful to witness a revolution and see people coming together to stand in the face of tyranny. She said, of course there is the mess that comes with the after math, but the moment itself is very much worth witnessing.
I remember thinking that she is very right and envying her for affording to say that with a smile, while I can't say that without being eaten up with worry.
On CNN, the day following Mubarak's stepping down, there was another woman. The host was asking her if she thought the decision of some activists to stay in Tahrir square until all what has been called for is fulfilled. She said, who am I to judge? The millions of people in this square have formed a united organic entity capable of taking decisions and managing events in a way that was thought impossible. I think whatever they decide to do is the right thing.
Of course they tried to stay, of course they couldn't as they were driven out. I'll never forget this woman's words.


I have never watched "Pirates of the Caribbean" before . My sister was watching part 1 the other day. I, being the depressive dark person that I am, wanted to watch "Enemy at the gates". And of course being the kind hearted person that I am, we watched "pirates of the Caribbean". Near the end of the movie, Turner is kidnapped to be killed by the pirates while Sparrow and Elizabeth are rescued by the royal navy or something. Elizabeth convinces Norrington to return with the fleet to save Turner. Then you see how tens of officers die in the process of rescuing him which is successfully accomplished. Note that they wouldn't have died if they didn't return to rescue Turner. But at the end of the movie we are all glad Turner is rescued and no one even remebers the officers.
I don't believe people when they tell me they think all lives are equal. Lives are important only when we choose to care, or when we're induced to care. Otherwise....


I think I'll just go eat something now.