Mean

I can just not make you feel happy. No matter what I do you're always mad at me and I can't change your mind. And will not even try to change any of your perception about me. If you have to love me, then love me for the the what you see in me... don't love me for what I tell about myself. 

If you think I am Mean.. then so be it. I will face the brunt of this allegation all throughout my lyf. But I know that I have never been mean. I am not going to write down a list of all my sacrifices here.. because probably I don't have enough. I am not God. I may have made mistakes. I am just a human being. 

With this post, I just want to convey this to you. I am not mean. I just hope you don't feel I am a liar. Mean are those who are so busy trying to bring you down that they never bother to find the time to bring themselves up. I have always wanted you to succeed in lyf, no matter if it required a little give-up from me. I have never told you about those small and petty things which are not big enough to matter with respect to you. Don't run away from me. Realize that I am the one who is with you, rather than against you. Don't tell me that I have to prove it. I won't be able to. You know it doesn't hurt more when people you love don't love you back, but it hurts the most when they don't trust you anymore. This famous quote finds its perfect place in this post here...

"There were things I wanted to tell him. But I knew they would hurt him. So I buried them, and let them hurt me." 

The choice of this song is based on what you are (maybe) feeling for me. You don't have to wish that someday I will be lonely in lyf. I have been lonely enough even in the middle of a crowd all my lyf.

What worse can you ask for me. What you have gone through was caused by circumstances, it wasn't me. If I fall short of your expectations now, then its not because I have changed. 

Mean

Songwriters: Swift, Taylor Alison;

You, with your words like knives 

And swords and weapons that you use against me

You have knocked me off my feet again

Got me feeling like a nothing

You, with your voice like nails on a chalkboard

Calling me out when I'm wounded

You picking on the weaker man

Well you can take me down with just one single blow

but you don't know, what you don't know...

Someday I'll be living in a big ol' city

And all you're ever going to be is mean

Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me

And all you're ever going to be is mean

Why you gotta be so mean?

You, with your switching sides

And your wildfire lies and your humiliation

You have pointed out my flaws again

As if I don't already see them

I walk with my head down

Trying to block you out 'cause I'll never impress you

I just wanna feel okay again

I bet you got pushed around

Somebody made you cold

But the cycle ends right now

Cause you can't lead me down that road

And you don't know, what you don't know...

Someday I'll be living in a big ol' city

And all you're ever going to be is mean

Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me

And all you're ever going to be is mean

Why you gotta be so mean?

And I can see you years from now in a bar

Talking over a football game

With that same big loud opinion

But nobody's listening

Washed up and ranting about the same old bitter things

Drunk and grumbling on about how I can't sing

But all you are is mean

All you are is mean

And a liar, and pathetic, and alone in life

And mean, and mean, and mean, and mean

But someday I'll be living in a big ol' city

And all you're ever going to be is mean, yeah yeah

Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me

And all you're ever going to be is mean

Why you gotta be so mean?

Someday I'll be living in a big ol' city

And all you're ever going to be is mean, yeah yeah

Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me

And all you're ever going to be is mean

Why you gotta be so mean? 

We set out on this voyage together long back.. and now that I achieved a milestone, I think I lost what mattered to me more than my achievements. I overlooked the fact that my goals and my aims were because you were with me. This moment doesn't mean much to me today, though I always thought about it as a sparkling day is my lyf. I was too busy shaping up my tomorrow that I forgot what a wonderful present I had. These new heights have made me realize how low I have gone. I have been so selfish and so mean. Probably whatever I wrote above means nothing. It seems senseless.

There could be numerous other possibilities. Again it reminds me of the fact the I don't know the your part of this story. And that hurts!!! Yes I remember where I have read this line before. But the question here is not whether I remember or not.. The question really is do you remember it or not?

Just because my eyes are closed, doesn’t mean I’m sleeping
Just because you see no tears, does not mean I am not crying
Just because you see a smile, does not mean that I’m not dying

                            (stolen from An Unknown Girl)

Why did God not give us the power to understand relationships? Was it because he was afraid that we would destroy relationships too? Perhaps we are destroying them by not understanding the complexities in relationships. Why is it that everything has to be shouted out loud. Why can't the other person know what we think about them? Why can't they just reciprocate our feelings? Why couldn't lyf be simpler?

Our Song - A Song For Us !!!

The other day I was thinking that we have spent so much of time together that it seems like I have spent one lifetime with you and if I can going on talking about that, I will take two lifetimes to tell the complete story. When we talk, we create a story and when we don't talk we create more stories :-)

I can actually write a blog entry for each day I spent with you, but maybe you won't be interested in all those details. For you, it may just be a good evening, a nice day or a sad day, but for me every day was like a celebration. And that, I think, is the real measure of friendship — being able to love to be with each other, no matter for how long — and no regrets if that could not have been possible in years.
So this song fits exactly what I have to say to you. I may never say this to you face to face and I also know that you will never read this blog, but still I have to take out my feelings, so this is that place where I am a stranger and I can say whatever I feel and whatever I have to say to you. People will tak everything about you and me, but it is none of our business what they talk about us and I am least concerned about that. And so are you, isnt't it?

Our Song

Songwriters: Swift, Taylor Alison;

I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car

He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
The other on my heart
I look around, turn the radio down
He says baby is something wrong?
I say nothing I was just thinking how we don't have a song
And he says...


[Chorus:]
Our song is the slamming screen door,
Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
When we're on the phone and you talk real slow
Cause it's late and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh
The first date "man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have"
And when I got home ... before I said amen
Asking God if He could play it again

I was walking up the front porch steps after everything that day
Had gone all wrong and been trampled on
And lost and thrown away
Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin' bed
I almost didn't notice all the roses
And the note that said...

[Repeat Chorus]


I've heard every album, listened to the radio
Waited for something to come along
That was as good as our song...

 Cause our song is the slamming screen door
Sneaking out late, tapping on his window
When we're on the phone and he talks real slow
Cause it's late and his mama don't know
Our song is the way he laughs
The first date "man, I didn't kiss him, and I should have"
And when I got home, before I said amen
Asking God if He could play it again

I was riding shotgun with my hair undone
In the front seat of his car
I grabbed a pen and an old napkin
And I... wrote down our song

Our relationship, though best not classified on the human defined terminology, is a little bit similar to this song too. I loved being on the phone late at night when I was not supposed to be. So this part of the song reminds me of the conversations that I have had late at night. If I could write a song to describe what is there on my mind, this would have been the perfect song that I could have written... Only if I was Taylor Swift :-)