Oooh oooh
Oooh oooh
I take a deep breath as the pilot announces it’s a successful take off. I fear heights.
Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high
And the dreams that you dreamed of
Once in a lullaby
oh somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly
and the dreams that you dream of ,
Really do come true.
6yrs ago when I boarded my first international flight, I never realized, me smiling over the passing by airplanes and dreaming to be in it once, would be a history. It became a routine to see the fighter planes fly over my head over the next years as my apartment was next to airforce base. I secretly wished my family could experience the flying adventure, as I did. Last December, the dream came true. I saw the sheer joy lit up the faces of my family members as we flew from Mumbai to Cochin. It was their first time travelling by airplane (excluding the helicopter or jets).
Well I see trees of green
And red roses too
I will watch them for you and I
And think to myself
What a wonderful world
Well I see skies of blue and clouds of white
And the brightness of day
I like the dark and I think to myself
What a wonderful world.
And the dreams that you dreamed of
Dreams really do come true
With extensive travel history, I have flown across many oceans and seas. It gives me goose bumps to see how an airplane can take me to heights, I would not dare to go even in my dreams, with such a ease. As winter is coming close, I dream of the blue and white cold wintery nights. Dreaming of snow holidays. One of the perks, I would miss being in school.
Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me
Motion always makes me sick. And, I sleep most my way or gossip with fellow travel mate. Just as the airplane makes way through the clouds, I dreamed of making my name in the research field through ink. Who doesn’t like being on top?
Oh somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly
And the dreams that you dreamed of
Why then oh why can't I
It’s a dream of every researcher to see their work getting acknowledged by the established pioneers. This September, made that dream come true, where i not only got a publication on name but got to discuss my work with a researcher whom i followed closely for my work.
The colors of the rainbow
So pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of
People passing by
See friends shaking hands,
Say how do you do
They are really saying: I, I love you
Its fall and I am viewing at the rare green region and flowers, which I might not see until spring. Friends add colors to our life in most unimaginable ways. I am flying to Chicago to meet two such wonderful friends. Have you come across a person, who can smile until you feel the flash of their pearly whites and make you go wild with the most influential company? Well, then i would say, you have't meet Sakina. Sakina, is one of my friend, who can blow you off by her personality and charm. One person who make friends at the very instinct you are around her. Though, I am 5 yrs younger to her, she gives me the liberality to boss her around in the walks of life, such is her humble attitude.
I hear babies cry
And I watch them grow
They will know much more
Then we will know
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
I was seven when I first held a baby in my hand who grew up to call me Masi. My second reason of flying to Chicago, is another friend, Kena. She influenced my way of thinking and living within a short span of 2yrs living together in dorms. Surely, we have had our dark days, as every relation does. Kena is one of my friends who have seen my extreme personality of bubbly girl to stern lady. She is gonna make a proud masi again. Unlike other times, it gives me sheer joy to become masi of her kid, because I have earned this title through our friendship.
Earlier this week I came to know, a close friend of mine has become a proud parent. Years ago we discussed what the names of our babies would be, such is our bond. Somehow, I believe it’s a breeding season for Indians (do the math feb 14 + 9 mnths = Nov 14, as sad a joke it is, as real it is). For american counterparts, (consider new year + 9 months = labor day week). These babies are gonna make us proud one day with their amazing abilities.
Oh somewhere I’ll wish upon a star
Wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me.
Time to unboard the dreamy flight and step into reality. Eureka as they call it. J
PS1: This particular style of relating the lyrics of song to convey my feelings is not an original idea. Something, I never do, but have seen it through Zeba’s posts very often and thought would give it a shot. PS2: Those of you are unaware of this song, here is the link. Beware, its addictive.
PS3: Did you know, rainbow is not only a spectrum of 7 seven colors but it is a 7 letter word too?
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