tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23289922339677972792011-04-21T13:15:46.541-07:00dstringzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295405431372354296noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2328992233967797279.post-52742653040467503092007-04-24T10:54:00.000-07:002007-04-24T11:42:08.342-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WHmvzaYKOio/Ri5No4B0z4I/AAAAAAAAABM/SmYTAgjFkBc/s1600-h/gwil13915.jpg"><span style="color:#000000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057064796213792642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WHmvzaYKOio/Ri5No4B0z4I/AAAAAAAAABM/SmYTAgjFkBc/s320/gwil13915.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#000000;"><br /></span><div><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>The idea to compse this song was given by Sunny prem chand.... one of my close pals</strong> <strong><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span></strong></span></div><div><span style="color:#000000;"><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span></strong></span> </div><div><span style="color:#000000;"><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;">*when we r in school..always think why dont we grow up soon and go to collge as our bros and sis they dont have ne homeworks...bags..etc etc...</span></strong></span> </div><div><div><div><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;">Again in college when we see the people goin to jobs we think there lifes too cool having no studyes or ne kinda tension.....</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:courier new;">But once we step in real life.. with work carying on shoulders... we realise what we have lost...the valuable childhood..the carefree life.... the colourfull past</span>...</span></strong></div><div><strong></strong> </div><div><strong><span style="color:#000000;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color:#000000;">*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*! Mere beete ek pal.. *!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*!*</span></strong></div><div><strong></strong> </div><div><strong><span style="color:#000000;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color:#000000;">Mere beete ek pal waapas phir aa bhi jaayena..</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color:#000000;">dil kyun reh gaya adhuura keh bhi jaayena..</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#000000;">mai ne kya kya na soocha...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color:#000000;">par kuch kar na paaya...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color:#000000;">kyun hoota hi aisaa bolonaa.....</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color:#000000;">wo meetie si baate hamesha yaad aati..</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color:#000000;">kyun hoota hi aisa bolonaa....</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color:#000000;">______________________________!!mere beete ek pal!!</span></strong></div><span style="color:#000000;">Stanza:<br /></span><div><strong><span style="color:#000000;">Kya kya na the armaan mere..</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color:#000000;">tab maine soocha wo pure honge..</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color:#000000;">ab waqt kaha milta muje ..</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color:#000000;">wo armaan khawb ban ke bas rehgaye...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color:#000000;">kuch aisa ho phir laut aaye mere din</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color:#000000;">kabhi lagta hi kahi khoyaa hi mera man... </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color:#000000;">_______________________________!! mere beete ek pal!!</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#000000;">[<span style="font-family:courier new;"><em>second stanza yet to complete..]</em></span></span></span></strong></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2328992233967797279-5274265304046750309?l=dstringz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dstringzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295405431372354296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2328992233967797279.post-71613999146529527352007-04-22T14:49:00.000-07:002007-04-24T10:53:31.864-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WHmvzaYKOio/Rivb8oB0zzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lmSFYgBgezs/s1600-h/1765971.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056376841237221170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WHmvzaYKOio/Rivb8oB0zzI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lmSFYgBgezs/s200/1765971.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>It was around 3 Am in the nite..i was then practising F majr, which is a bar chord ..i was practising it for past few days.. but couldnt get it rite...that day i really felt like crying as i was unable to play it properly...then came a hummimg ,which i moulded into a song... my first ever composition.....</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong>Say my life is beautiful ..</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong>everything in it is so graceful...</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong>come on say come say</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong>my goal is in this way</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong>and express your thirsty feel...</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong>come on say come on say</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong>will do it any way</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong>and gather your strength in real...</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong>!!say my life is !!</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong>Stanza:</strong></span></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">We will know what is light</span></strong></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong>when we experience complete dark,</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong>never grieve on your past</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong>our future is good and vast......</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong>We will know what is joy</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong>when we encounter some sorrows,</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong>never say it is pain</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong>if we have something to gain......</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong>wi'll creat our own fate</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong>coming days are so bright</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong>shall become one day great..one day great..one day great...</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong>!!say my life!!</strong></span></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></strong> </div><div><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">can listen song here....its in real media file can be played in real player only...</span></strong></div><div> <a href="http://www.datafilehost.com/download.php?file=ba236699" target="_blank">http://www.datafilehost.com/download.php?file=ba236699</a></div><div> </div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong></strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2328992233967797279-7161399914652952735?l=dstringz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dstringzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295405431372354296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2328992233967797279.post-39534111704397590592007-04-22T11:22:00.000-07:002007-04-22T15:33:08.928-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WHmvzaYKOio/RivfjYB0z0I/AAAAAAAAAAs/XpOs_hvLaD0/s1600-h/Picture+158.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056380805492035394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WHmvzaYKOio/RivfjYB0z0I/AAAAAAAAAAs/XpOs_hvLaD0/s320/Picture+158.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WHmvzaYKOio/Riu8hYB0zxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Awisy53RoB8/s1600-h/800work.jpg"></a><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">*^*...<strong>ఏ పని చేయడానికైన సమయం కావలి... చెస్తే దానికి తిరుగు ఉండ కూడదు</strong> .... *^*</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>అద్భుతం కోసం వేచి చూడకు...నువ్వె ఒక అద్భుతం కా...</strong></span></div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">సంగీతం నేర్చుకోవాలని నాకు ఎప్పుడు ఉండేది...ఒక రొజు నేను బాలు వాళ్ల ఇంటికె వెల్లా,వాడు నా engg ఫ్రెండ్,అప్పుడే ఒక గన్ లాంటి బ్యాగ్ కనబడింది,వెంటనే అదేంటి అని అడిగ,వాడు ఏమి మాట్లాడలెడూ, అది తెచ్చి నా చెతుల్లొ పెట్టాడు, నా జీవెతంలొ మర్చిపొలేని రొజు అది మొదటి సారిగ guitar ముట్టుకున్న, ఆక్షణమె ఎక్కడ నేర్చు కొవచ్హు అని అడిగా,అలా మొదలు అయింది నా ప్రయాణం..guitar ప్లే చెస్తుంటె కలిగె అనందం ...నేను మాటల్లొ చెప్పలేనిది ,strings నీర్చుకుంటున్న కాబట్టి ఇలా dstrings అని పెటుకున్న D అంటే.. దత్ కర్నె నా పేరు, స్త్రింగ్స్ అంటె నా ప్రాణం నా guitar,నా సంగీతం.... </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">నేను ఇంతవరకు బాణిలను కుర్చి వాటికి లిరిక్స్ కూడ రాస,కాని వాటిలొ ఎన్నొ మర్చిపోయా,ఇలా ఐతె కొన్ని రొజులకు ఉన్నవి కూడ మర్చిపొతానేమొ అనుకుంట్టున్న సమయంలొ, ఇ బ్లాగ్ చెయాలి అన్న ఆలోచన వచ్హింది...నాకు ఉపయొగ పడుతుంది అనే అనుకుంటున్న..... చూద్దం .. ఎంతవరకు విజయం సాదిస్తానో^!^...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2328992233967797279-3953411170439759059?l=dstringz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dstringzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295405431372354296noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2328992233967797279.post-61539584627979832112007-04-20T23:36:00.000-07:002007-04-20T23:52:30.990-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WHmvzaYKOio/RimxgoB0zwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wDOTQfu6bpQ/s1600-h/AEN_117.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055767230759096066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WHmvzaYKOio/RimxgoB0zwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wDOTQfu6bpQ/s400/AEN_117.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;"><em>DON'T <span style="color:#666666;">WAIT</span> FOR <span style="color:#999999;"><span style="color:#666666;">A</span> </span>MIRAClE <span style="color:#666666;">BE</span> MIRACLE.....</em></span></strong></p><p><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I always belived i can... and i will.....</span></p><p><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Music is my passion.. </span><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">i just needed a medium to express it... </span><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">and here it gets...</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2328992233967797279-6153958462797983211?l=dstringz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>dstringzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11295405431372354296noreply@blogger.com0