blast from the past...

Do you know the feeling when you have a song stuck in your head & just cant get it out? Well, I've had my fair share of absolutely ridiculous numbers playing on and on for days together in my mind, so much that every time I open my mouth to hum a song, I subconsciously sing that same irritating tune!

The last few days, I've been humming this song we wrote in the 7th standard! I have no idea how it found its way back to my conscious mind. Here is how it goes (Yes! I actually remember the lyrics from a song written for a school play over 13 years ago - though I cant go grocery shopping without a list!):

Trees, the beautiful trees,

they give us all that we shall need,

wood for furniture,

fruit for our dessert,

leaves for medicine,

& yet we're hard to please,

we cut them down without mercy,

as pretty as we please,

oh! what a beautiful world,

ours would have been,

if only each of us,

plant a tree within!

Maybe it's because of the Earth Hour this evening...