It’s not the stature that always counts. It’s the attempt to touch the sky that evokes a cacophony of myriad ruptures. Like, fugitives in search of salvation. Like, mortals reaching out to immortals. I like the canvas, what urges brilliance is the modus operandi.
Category Archives: Nature
roadmap
Steering thought process, courageously striving through. Not the shadows, rays get me inspired.
Perspective
Innocence amidst chaos of indulgence.
gorgeous biting heat
our energy is the derivative of human passion. Passion comes in from the inadvertent urge to excel and accomplish fine deeds. All but consumed by the wrath of the Sun, the wait isn’t over till the rays get over you and you start surviving by the skin of your life. melts, sweats, pours. watery andContinue reading “gorgeous biting heat”
when earth quakes
Earthquakes, quintessentially, creates panic and deprive people of using their common sense. I am consciously avoiding the technicalities here as having the knowledge of how earthquakes happen and the art of surviving when one hits us seldom go hand in hand. I am of the opinion that we must showcase real gut and presence ofContinue reading “when earth quakes”
illusion
No, I am not here but famished and worn out for a day’s paradise. Anyone with similar echo? Let’s beat the heat, you and me.
up and down
Contesting facets of life, one beholds just a shade yet looks impressively bright. The latter, is surrounded by vivid colours of the ovulated life. You look down, you look up. Life still wins.
the wait, and see through
Cut throat empty roads, solitary me in the street adjacent. Suddenly, I look around and find able companions. The long standing sun saying goodbye through the most convenient rays, white clouds emerging out from their daylight nemesis, the beam which is a result of their occupant collaboration. Amidst them, I ain’t alone.
Pouring and big
Water, wind with a wheezing sound, lots of clouds, little twinkles around. Sometimes, with all that we have, we stand susceptible.
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