Trying to live a normal life
A prisoner of my mind
But a follower of my heart
I don't judge or speak much
Of what others accomplish or do
As I was taught a lesson
That I try to follow through
Once I was told
That Great Men talk about ideas
Average Men talk about events
Small Men talk about people
I feel that each one of us is special
With unique gifts and talents
That were showered upon us
By the one above
They say Love thy Neighbor
But I say love the world
And all living in it
Coz we are one and all
But what to do...
When all Neighbors do
Is only talk about you
But not directly to you
How to close those ears
That on waking up
Here your own name
When eyes and senses awake
How to walk on land
When a thousand prying eyes
Are watching
Your every move; your every step.
Isn't privacy a good thing?
Or doesn't life become a documentary?
With countless people looking
Into your life like their own
As if they have nothing else to do
But see what Parikshit Rane has to do
When all we do is talk of thee
Why doesn't he talk about us?
Is their constant plea
Many years have gone by
May be two or three
I tried conveying my side of view
To them many a time
But they failed to grasp
My side of the story
So each day I listen to their voices
And my name is sung
Every day
In many a verses
I am just a human being
Trying to live a normal life
A prisoner of my mind
But a follower of my heart








Algérie
Maroc
France
États-Unis
Italie
Turquie
Royaume-Uni

Japon
Canada
