I've been hearing friends telling me that they’re going to get hitched. My best friend, Runa being one of them. It's been a very cool experience watching these people in relationships and now finally seeing them getting married. Seeing the setbacks are humbling because it's never that easy making up your mind to settle down; but seeing them downright happy is a great feeling.

It's exciting but at the same time, a little sad. Everyone's growing up, including me. It's weird. You dream about it as a kid, living it up with some Prince Charming for the rest of your life. It's harder than it looks, and when you reach that point you think, "Wait, what? When did I become a grown-up?" It's a wake up call: you're not an adolescent anymore. You have the C-word. Compromise.

I'll always be a kid at heart though. Heck, I still laugh at "huffle puff" and will always do "That's what she said." But getting married... you can't help being more serious and a little less fun. Except I tell myself, ‘you just live it up. Embrace it and keep on laughing’.


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I think cinnamon rolls are a hidden treasure. They're my favorite. What's yours?


Off the fourth album by Lifehouse, Who We Are – ‘Come Back Down’ is quite simply a brilliant single. Other than that very serious statement (one which I have contemplated over for the past) I cannot figure out what else precisely confines the mood of this song. I’m struggling with how best to summarize a track that is beautiful, affecting, and dazzling throughout quite literally every single note. It’s a single so good, so undeniable; it forces me to go back to my old ways of literally forcing everyone I know to listen to it from start to finish. It’s a single that is so well created that I’ve listened to it now about twenty times.

For reference the following statements say nothing about the actual sound of the band, the type of music they produce, but it’s the easiest way for me to explain how. It’s well crafted and worth listening to, the song is infused with magnificent lyrics and it’s so epic and so moving you’re required to start it over again and again and again.

I’ve had these thoughts fixed in my mind for a while now.

True love doesn’t really exist.

I reckon that’s terribly skeptical of me to say, but I need evidence that it is possible today.

I wish I could actually believe that it exists. Maybe that’s why love stories are so famous and why they’re so many of them. Hollywood or Bollywood makes us believe that love exists.
It’s always the same story, boy meets girl, they falls in love and live happily ever after.

But love doesn’t exist in true color, as much as I want to believe that it does.

I guess, not for me, anyway.

Even though it went up to being quite warm today, the morning started cold and calm. It made me strangely subdued when I left home to catch my cab. Something about the weather that reminded me of how consoling it can be to feel cheerless. I can’t even explain the cause of my poignancy, and can only guess that comprehension and acknowledgement are resting within me. My only saving grace is that I feel sufficiently convinced to accept it and get on with it.

As the day drags on, things start to wear me down. Tiredness and looking at the computer screen far too long, dries my eyes. I kept trying to get a hold of what was happening, kept trying to hide my groaning despondency from those about me and I think I was quite successful at this game of pretence.

Fortunately, I have a smile in my wardrobe for days like these.
‘Dear Jason Wade,

I feel obliged to write you a short and honest letter here on the web. If I was capable of it, I would’ve gone back in history to 1999 and left this note in your journal or your book of lyrics, but sadly we weren’t in the same continent, did not attend the same school, and traveling back in time is impossible (hmmm… unless I were Dr. Manhattan, which would mean I’d be naked, blue and absolutely smart…which sounds too good to be true). So this scanty little space on the web will have to be enough.

Never change. Stay the same forever. Keep making music that’s as good as or better than your most recent album ‘Who we are’. It sounds like twelve soundtracks put together with perfect rhythm, chord progression, happiness, and whatever smiles and hope sounds like. The first time I heard your music you changed my life forever and I hope that your music continues to get to me the way you always do.’
If you’re going to listen to this song, turn the lights down, or at least close your eyes. Remove yourself of any other noise. Breathe slowly for 30 seconds before playing it. This song deserves it. You deserve it.

Do stay tuned for more great music coming soon this summer. Be aware, there is so much more good music in this world so do not limit yourself.

Check back often.

‘Broken’ by Lifehouse.