lyrics:-
When I see looking outside
So many Folks are just getting by
Going with their own lives
Without a care in heart
Without a love in their eyes

So many Folks that I meet
Are trying to get noticed
Living in a sea of Narcissist 
Watch you face now
Here comes a mirror again

Plague, That's what we suffer from
Hate, That's what we grow upon
Wastage, and then we want more
Lets get some more lipstick
Lets burn some more forest

Whatever happened to being free
Why are bound by old beliefs
Fighting like kids, on the things that dont exist

Black

Words are scanned like a blotting paper
falls on a beautiful sketch
written on a letter to the decision maker
Some went yes, why not, where is the wrong?
But then, have we really crossed so many roads
that we can hear the wind (now)..??
Some thought the times were changing
Others thought that we are just riding
one a new hype of anarchy or the new found sex!..??
So they started quarrelling
Mocking, ridiculing, laughing, punishing
As they have done mysteriously to women
Now, its time for the men,
or anyone in the middle
Even who are aside and in the corner
Topographically demographically sexually it really doesnt matter
Now, Some are dissapointed
And may be will accept
Sooner or later will start to behave
as if nothing has happened and blame it on the government
Now man, I dont wanna go there
Because this aint a Bob dylan talking track here
All I wanna say is we have come a long way
Our individuals selves can emancipate
But then we are lost 
in the competition with our ancestors
Not the good kind who were looking for the nice ones
But the greedy and fat ones that still control us
So behold and the Tragedy of the Common-
Sense .... is all gone
Justice is coldly served
Laws are now to be formed
On the mercy of the Gods
So Tell me your name again
You who had faith in them
For so long.

Juss Talkin

Mr. Officer

Hey Mr. Officer what do you do
I wanna know what do you do
You travel to many places 
bt never come to our village
Hey Mr. Officer what do you do

Hey Mr. Officer who pays you
I wanna know who pays you
He must have a lot of money
I wish he gives some also too me

Hey Mr. Officer what do you say
every time you order your men
my friend goes to jail
Hey Mr. Officer what do you say

Hey Mr. Officer what do you do
every time you order your men
my friend goes to you
and he suffers away
and you accuse him of stealing and robbery
Why dont you take it easy

Hey Mr. Officer what do you do
every time you order your men
my friend goes to you
You say we're a bad
But you never say what is good, you see

Mr Officer

Officer

Last Chance

No Good Can Come From Music

Painter

Yesterday Beatles Cover


Text by atindriyo @atindriyo.blogspot.in/2015/02/blog-post.html

shab Shore e shore jay

Thank you BABA but i know its a joke of the Raga i think its just comedy.

Happy Birthday Emon inspired

i've been down on this road
for too many days
(i've) been rambling for someone
but i should have guessed
now its time for me to
go back to the bay
set my sails catch the wind
and drift away

chorus
because you know sometimes
a man's gotta live up his past
put his past behind 
and hope that the new day last

now i know all these words have all been said
and i know that i am making the same mistakes
but i know you could have done 
better than you did
and you could say the same for me too

chorus


man gotta live up his past

I like doing funny things with the air. My music is just an excuse to be human again. Now since a song is meant to be shared I am using such platform to basically be lazy and not sing my songs all the time but to play them for others to listen.

RahulGanguly