Her Song


A butterfly unfold,

With belligerent glittering wings,

She begins to fly,

Leaving a trail of gold.

Touching the sky at one,

For her limits are none.

Grazing the fall,

Touching the leaves,

Petting the flowers,

Wind blows it to the sea.

She leaps again,

This time, she won’t sway

For she knows her way.

While she heads for the stars,

She knows she can’t look back,

She believes in it now,

There’s no hiding any more,

When she lights the heavens on fire!

Creedence Clearwater Revival – Fortunate Son

Just when your day is about to die a pathetic death, so pathetic that it makes pathetic itself look pathetic, comes a song that revives it to no end!
God save music and God save Rock! 😀

Baptized in the River

I read this prompt and the first question that popped in my tiny tired little brain at 11:45 pm in the night was – what do they mean by prized? And I slept over it.

The morning held further questions. Is it something you won as a prize but holds no meaning in your life for it’s a mere trophy? Is it something that makes you feel prized? Is it an object? Is it a feeling? Is it a perception? Is it a universal truth? Shouldn’t it hold value in your life?

So I decided to go through some prompts and I realized being ‘prized’ is a mere perception. The word makes us realize its virtue from both sides. The answer to all my questions above is a sweet and simple ‘YES’.

So what is my prized possession? Something I learned from a lot of mortifying years of anarchy in my thoughts. Freedom!

Freedom of space, speech, and foremost thoughts! I’m unafraid.  Confusion and betrayal have given me the name of the only person to trust on this planet and since, I’m never leaving this planet before my death, that name is mine! Trust no one. And it is this trust, that gives my thinking a new and distinguished sense of freedom.

I crossed many a rivers to mentally reach where I am today. I started to write. There is nothing more that I can do to erase all self-doubt. And here is a song that truly expresses my freedom –

Baptized in the river – Yes, I am!

P.S. – Is it OK if I use baptized for purified the way I did here?

I Wanna Live Again

The only thing that today’s daily prompt reminded me off was my brother’s first ever composition!

It came after 4 years in college and rigorous guitar practice. Trust me, I was his roommate and heard a lot of his jittery ting-tings and tung-tungs!

I was in awe the first time he sung it for us! He sang well and played well too but this was a total surprise!

Give it up for Salil Mishra – I Wanna Live Again!

Please pardon us for poor sound quality – it’s a recording but lyrics come from his heart!

Just for the traditions though, a tradition we have started to follow is sing our hearts, lungs and throats out when him and his guitar are playing! Family thing – we think we are helluva singers!

Lets see how others are impressing us –

  1. Henna | Perspectives on life, universe and everything
  2. Ballerina | Perspectives on life, universe and everything
  3. Daily Prompt: Time After Time- Psychology: Introduction to self esteem | Journeyman
  4. Daily Prompt: Time After Time | Saleh Elgherbawi
  5. One Crazy Mom » What Keeps My Week Going
  6. Do more walking | The Bliss of Reality
  7. DP Daily Prompt: Time after Time | Sabethville
  8. Growing Up | The Jittery Goat
  9. Daily Prompt: Time After Time: #Coffee #Ritual | Of Glass & Paper
  10. chocolate | yi-ching lin photography
  11. we gather today | y
  12. Daily Prompt: Time After Time | tnkerr-Writing Prompts and Practice
  13. A sweet memory of the past | Attempted Human Relations and Self
  14. The One Hit Wonder | the intrinsickness
  15. Sex appeal? Clumsy oafess? Time after Time… | ALIEN AURA’S BlOG: IT’LL BLOW YOUR MIND!
  16. Kiss me, I’m Irish: a San Francisco tradition | Suddenly Single in Marin
  17. A book review for World Book Day | Sue’s Trifles
  18. As traditions go, this one isn’t bad. Bit costly though… | thoughtsofrkh
  19. DAILY PROMPT: Ritual | cockatooscreeching
  20. Family. Rituals. War. | daggyshog tales
  21. Ritual « Shrine of Hecate – Ramblings of a New Age Witch
  22. You know Gail Baker down the road? | The verbal hedge
  23. A twisted family tradition | A picture is worth 1000 words
  24. Daily Prompt: Time After Time | My Other Blog
  25. The More Things Change… | My Author-itis
  26. Daily Prompt – Time After Time. |
  27. It’s spelled ‘Crucian’. | Asta’s Space
  28. Minutely Infinite | Traditionally Speaking
  29. The beauty of a fitness routine versus having a joint-eater to be thin « psychologistmimi
  30. Family Vocabulary: Traditions! | ALIEN AURA’S BlOG: IT’LL BLOW YOUR MIND!
  31. Corn, Onions and Christianity | meanderedwanderings
  32. Daily Prompt: Time After Time « Mama Bear Musings
  33. Daily Prompt: Time After Time | Chronicles of an Anglo Swiss
  34. S. Thomas Summers: Writing with Some Ink and a Hammer | On Our Fears its Soul Shall Feast
  35. Time After Time | The Nameless One
  36. I didn’t listen, what’s your excuse? | meg lago
  37. Time After Time | The Story of a Guy
  38. I [heart] Hotpot Dinners | Beez Giftz
  39. Time After Time Traditions Live | Lisa’s Kansa Muse
  40. time after time | klstar2000
  41. My secret photography ritual. | What Katy Thought.
  42. A Tradition That Kept Us Still Standing | Navigate
  43. Birthday Traditions | Cancer Isn’t Pink
  44. Burn-Out | Green Embers
  45. Time After Time | Lead us from the Unreal to the Real
  46. Life’s Rituals: MissShy Gets Engaged | Ana Linden
  47. A Sunday Paratha | Flowers and Breezes
  48. “Time After Time” | Relax
  49. Daily Prompt: Time After Time | Raspberry’s Daydreams
  51. Year after year. | stilldaddyslittlegirl
  52. The Good Tradition Of Eurovision… | Steve Says…
  53. Birthday Tradition | Margaux’s Blog
  54. 65/365 ritual | @vannilla
  55. of small delights | Anawnimiss
  56. Awake at night | anonim0us
  57. Awake at night | anonim0us
  58. Traditions, start a good one. | Emotional Fitness
  59. A different kind of Christmas Tree (Daily Prompt: “Time After Time, Show Us Ritual”) | Photo0pal Photography
  60. Spot Me Bro! – A Daily Tradition | Lifestyle | WANGSGARD
  61. Weekly Reprieve from the Pattern of Life | snapshotsofawanderingheart
  62. Family Traditions | A mom’s blog
  63. Time After Time: Daily Post | Destino
  64. Traditions? Can’t think of any! | djgarcia94
  65. I am a writing rock band that only wants green m&m’s. ONLY GREEN ONES! | The Bohemian Rock Star’s “Untitled Project”
  66. Mom’s Sweet Banana Cream Pie | Late Bloomer Liz
  67. Daily Prompt: Being Traditional! | All Things Cute and Beautiful
  68. Traditions | Emovere
  69. Daily Prompt: Time After Time – Family Events | MetaRead360 Small Press presents
  70. Lesbian Traditions
  71. Continuity | La Gatita Oscura
  72. Traditions? Not Really | Cats, Coffee, And Life At Random
  73. Daily Prompt: Ritual | An American in Norway, a Citizen of the World
  74. Daily Prompt: Ritual | An American in Norway, a Citizen of the World
  75. Daily Prompt: Ritual (Nonet) | Morrighan’s Muse
  76. Time After Time: Ritual | Khana’s Web
  77. Around the table | 2 times pink
  78. Daily Prompt: Time After Time | Basically Beyond Basic
  79. Blind | Among the Whispers
  80. Daily Prompt: Time After Time|Unbreakable bond | viCKaakin
  81. Day 65… Daily Prompt: Time After Time | Dear Blog ’14
  82. Beauty in Brokenness | Broken Light: A Photography Collective
  83. Daily Prompt: Tradition | SCATTERBRAIN
  84. The Family Rosary | The Salmon Yatra
  85. Daily Prompt 03062014: Time After Time | Annie, are you OK?
  86. Tradition… | Kate Murray
  87. When Parades go wrong. | Trucker Turning Write
  88. Ritual | U Be Cute – Follow the child inside of you…
  89. Suicide no. 33: “Suicide no. 33″ | derekalanwilkinson
  90. I Love You | Real Momma Ramblings
  91. Ritual | The Land Slide Photography
  92. Getting to the Starting Line | Recovery Miles
  93. Valentine’s Play Date, You’re Mine | Uncovered
  94. Birthday Cake Tradition | 365 Days of Thank You
  95. afterwards, we lie | y
  96. Daily Prompt: Rituals | Lady K’s Lounge
  97. we gather behind | y
  98. Daily Prompt: Time After Time | Bowl of Rice
  99. A Different Kind of Light | Wiley’s Wisdom

I’m Not Evil


End of my life? Legacy? You kidding me! Who the hell thinks about all this stuff? What were you doing exactly when the thought popped in your head, eh – The Daily Prompt maker?

It’s as if, what the hell, lets see, how funny can this sad topic get. Anyways since we’re on it, let me see how far can I take it.

Let me quote one Mr. Robbie Williams from his song “Feel” –

I don’t wanna die, but I ain’t keen on living either

Death for me is a far-fetched thought. I’ve seen people die and I get really sad when I think about those good souls. I don’t believe in heaven or hell. I have to literally see it to believe it. But what I would like to be for the small little world of mine is an inspiration. When people think about me, they should think of me as a really honest man. If I bring tears to some eyes after I’m gone, they should be birthed by pride and happiness. They must all believe that I had a purpose in my life and I chased it as hard as I could. I don’t mean to pass on my legacy but at least the near and dear ones should remember me.

All I care about are truth and honest purpose. Try and remember me as someone who always had good thoughts about you unless I really despised you in which case I will make sure to let you know about you before I go. Try and love me after I’m gone for I can never treasure love. I don’t understand it properly enough to reciprocate it in the best possible way. Try and remember me as a practical guy who loved logic but was always inspired by his feelings.

I know people will never understand my perspective but I don’t want you to. Just believe in me and my good intentions. I’m not evil.

All my days

Well I have been searching all of my days
All of my days
Many a road, you know
I’ve been walking on
All of my days
And I’ve been trying to find
What’s been in my mind
As the days keep turning into night

Well I have been quietly standing in the shade
All of my days
Watch the sky breaking on the promise that we made
All of this rain
And I’ve been trying to find
What’s been in my mind
As the days keep turning into night
Well many a night I found myself with no friends standing near
All of my days
I cried aloud
I shook my hands
What am I doing here
All of these days
For I look around me
And my eyes confound me
And it’s just too bright
As the days keep turning into night

Now I see clearly
It’s you I’m looking for
All of my days
Soon I’ll smile
I know I’ll feel this loneliness no more
All of my days
For I look around me
And it seems He found me
And it’s coming into sight
As the days keep turning into night
As the days keep turning into night
And even breathing feels all right
Yes, even breathing feels all right
Now even breathing feels all right
It’s even breathing
Feels all right!

This song is I guess made for me!

By – Alexi Murdoch