Cacophony of dreams!

yesterday i met this old friend of mine.....mr. arindam mishra(ONGC)....it was nice talking to him.....i must say......and he asked me something...he asked "what really happened after I went out of our hostel?"......n' i could only smile.... i said that a lot of things did happen......"n' a lot of things didn't!"....and as of now......when the moon is all with me in the night.....listenin to Gary Moore..."Parisienne Walkways"......i was made to recall a story......the story of the unlikely ones......unlike any other story......its not a story of you or me......to be more specific......its a story of a band.......of a brand......of a naive group....n' now i promise to myself.....that i will write about it as long as this song continues.....n' request any passersbye to play this song if they happen to read this!.....well too much of an ask..n' right now i don't even have a name for this story.....but i'm sure i'll get one as i write on!...well it all begins in the summer of 2000......when this brand follows its way through the spiral route through the mountains.......with happy faces.....with dreams they thought are going to be true in the other side of the mountain where their destination was......first day of college.......new teachers.....new classes.....new mates.....new era!..as if they got everythin.....but there was something more......and just when the night began to weep...that day.....the real story started.....fate..or destiny or whatever you call it...came down to meet the brand......"the chosen ones"........fate told them....."hey! you all....lets play a game.....a game which will be so real...a game where you get to decide what you'll do"......the brand..... as if they're One......they thought ..."that sounds pretty good".....and so did the game begin....or rather should i say......the trap......the start wasn't that bad....."hey......its nice to be on our own".....they'd say.........n' time went on...n' so did the game......and then things started.......things which shouldn't have started.......n' nothing was goin on their way.......they'd think each night while starin at the moon.....when there was no one with them.....but them.....and the rules of the game..... they'd try to explain...to others that actually its not their fault.....but its only the game......the one which was doin the trick...... but as if someone was goin to belief in it huh!.....n' no one did...... they're "on their own!"....n' slowly they lost themselves in that cacophony of their dreams......i guess i got the name of the story..."Cacophony of dreams!"....then suddenly one day......or rather some day......the band thought they'd try to fight the damn game......and win it...but little did they know that no one wins or loses here.......but they did start.....their rebellion with fate!........they told..."we 'll not give up this time"....."we gonna try till our very last breathe".......n' that night they didn't sleep.......for they wanted to see the sun risin the next morning.......they thought.....that'd be the end of their long night......the sun seemed as if it shone for the first time......n' they went to their respective deptts......but just as this guitar sustains in this song......marking as if something else gonna happen next...but somethings are so inevitable and so constant......things were hard to change......n' as if this time they were diggin deeper holes to fall........but knew very little about it......their hopes were shinnin high this time.....but suddenly what happens next...as if lightnin crashes.......n' one by one.....all of the band members......finally find their way to bottom of the hole......they found no one there but themselves......they had to.....they were "on their own".......one of them was just goin to wipe the other's tears as they were just rollin down...... only to hear someone laughin.......that was the ruler of this game.....call him fate.....destiny .....or whatever......they told him......"lets end up this game"...."we accept our defeat"....."we're on our kness"......but as if that was not to be.......fate said....."you don't decide when this game ends"......."its i who decide it"......"winnin or losin is not a part of it!"..."you simply can play it"........

i cannot tell you if this story did end......or is it about to end......but i always long for the day when it ends.......n' pray that no one ever plays this game......where "you're on your own!".........i pray that no one tries to look at the other side of the mountain.....and find out whats there.....i pray that this ends.....forever!

"I remember Paris in '49.
The Champs Elysee, San Michelle
And old Beauolais wine.
And I recall that you were mine
In those Parisienne days.

Looking back at the photographs.
Those summerdays spent outside corner cafes.
Oh, I could write you paragraphs,
About my old Parisienne days."------------------Gary Moore