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”
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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?
prelude to a special day
Yes, no propaganda, no hustles, no despairing efforts to tell people it’s a day we await every year, no inane posts on FB as if it was the last day on this restrained earth and am the only one celebrating a special day of its kind. Yes, we all love moments in life, and weContinue reading “prelude to a special day”
tall shot to glory
I loved the way I was able to capture this. Not the beauty but eloquence.
tall claims of jury
Standing tall, if we can say that. But not in feet is a withheld disclaimer as falling flat before wink of an eye is a traditional fiasco. Usual despairing quotes doing the rounds.
the brighter few
Randomised. Eyes. Hotspots. Urban ore. Blessed and counting.
unanimously holy
Miles apart and in different geographies. Yet, message of divinity remains the same. Belief and retrospection are relatively conjunctive. Yet, being human is so damn difficult. Why us? Let’s be we.
colour cuisine
I love the red, blue isn’t bad either. But the combination could be lethal is evident from this telling drive through shot. Menacingly hot.
long far and near
Empty roads, high hopes and faltering values. They are like the sky, different shades, different moods. But they have something in common. Each of them stood the test of time to vanquish the vagaries of life.
Wise Word
The flashy overtone makes sense. We must confess that it’s seldom used. We only get flat brains and foul mouth. Oops! Am not talking about the zooming road lines here. # rbtl
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