Precariously put. I do believe they are an indispensable part of my world. Difficult to decipher but easy to believe. Live and breathe Apple!
Category Archives: Travel
Flying over
Still grounded but the noise of frequent visitors keeps me glued, and awake.
Famished Stories
That says it all. Happy eating!
for my love, today!
There was a time when I loved being alone, with lots of friends, acquaintances and knowhows around. Today, I need my lifelines to survive. Gosh! Life turns around and suddenly, I am a despicable man.
the pulp fiction vibe
Not for Tarantino, entirely for me. Feels good, feels urban.
placid moments
Altitude, vast landscape, sunlit lakes and a perennial feeling of retrospection. Tepid!
just written phrase
trivial jovial encounters of little value and subsidized proportions keep us happy and glee.There is a reason why. we like complicated matters and love insanely huge adventures but when our lives become complicated, we tend to shy away and hate spotlight. Cynosure of all eyes gives you the edge to differentiate and glory separates you.Continue reading “just written phrase”
Season of Goddess
Inseparable love, indomitable pose, blessing in abundance, the queen of all triumphs. Year on year, she is the sanity check of our lives, and the hope that evil will die, sometime, someday. Perhaps, forever. The epitome of goodness, she is a sign of redemption for the self destructive urban bane. She came, she conquered, sheContinue reading “Season of Goddess”
no man’s land
The space we created outside our conjunctive lives of fear and torment. Kill exuberance and invite dying hormones to play with our inner strength. then get infected, and blame the inevitable as an excuse for rustling endurance. We endorse scattered desires, we love the red and enjoy the emptiness around. But despise our failures forContinue reading “no man’s land”
the wide bright beam
Silence is the beginning of noise, apparently chaos and then salvation. Sometimes, that is.
World of BBQ
Famished and wanting for more, our bellies were full but desires remained baffled. Till we get hungry again.
the silence of our times
Don’t sneak through the darkness to emit your brightness, the shine should make way for your decorated future. Don’t forget the crowd and faces, they will emerge amidst sunshine and sedate in dwindling fortunes. Life moves on, and goes zooming between relegated tearaways. I am on the move with times, are you?
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