Monday, December 25, 2006

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to everyone !!

Friday, December 01, 2006


"Breathe ..
Breathe in the air"

The air is thin in my moon
Its hard to breathe..

A long day of lost paradise
I live amongst you

I die in the absense of moon.
So , I keep walking on the dark side of moon..

There is more to me than you see
A eclipse of thoughts echoes through dusk

Anonymous glow beneath my eyes
A suprise gone wrong

May be , there was more to it
Than you and me walking ..

There was more to it ..
The noon may not speak anymore

But the midnight will surely do its part
Midnight moon shines on you ..

"Shine on you crazy Diamonds
Now there's a look in your eyes , like black holes in the sky"

Friday, October 06, 2006

If i could write !

If I were a swan, I'd be gone.
If I were a train, I'd be late.
And if I were a good man,
I'd talk with you
More often than I do.

If I were to sleep, I could dream.
If I were afraid, I could hide.
If I go insane, please don't put
Your wires in my brain.

If I were the moon, I'd be cool.
If I were a rule, I would bend.
If I were a good man, I'd understand
The spaces between friends.

If I were alone, I would cry.
And if I were with you, I'd be home and dry.
And if I go insane,
Will you still let me join in with the game?

If I were a swan, I'd be gone.
If I were a train, I'd be late again.
If I were a good man,
I'd talk with you
More often than I do.

From : Pink Floyd - If

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

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Wednesday, September 06, 2006


Dave Gilmour and Roger Waters in a Recording Studio

Breathe, breathe in the air
Dont be afraid to care
Leave but dont leave me
Look around and chose your own ground
For long you live and high you fly
And smiles youll give and tears youll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be

Run, rabbit, run
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Dont sit down, its time to dig another one
For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race toward an early grave.

Breathe - Pink Floyd - Dark Side of the Moon

Love this song !!
I really do !
Was watching them create the magic in the making of the dark side of the moon ! It was amazing .. Simplicity created this brilliant song.

Friday, September 01, 2006


Friday, August 25, 2006

Thursday, August 17, 2006

This year Independence Day ..was awesome ..
I was visiting my sis in a place called Gurgoan !
And a wrong turn on our way to dinner meant we were heading towards Delhi ..
We drove down to India Gate .. It seemed a party at that time of the Night .. There was the Golgappas and Bhel Puri ..and also the Ice Creams ..

It was lit up in Indian colours , not as it is shown in this picture .

It was kind of a nice feeling being there on I-Day !

Friday, July 28, 2006

Afraid souls kissed goodbye
Broken glasses shattered along the path

The green leaves took away my oxygen
Someone was trying to kill me

I staggered down the hall
The world swayed around me

The drunken soul spoke from within
Come on man ..its time to hang up ..Mr Dreamz !

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

My Home

Hey created this 3D model of my home in a software called Google Sketch Up ..
Looks cool ..atleast for me !

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Wednesday, May 31, 2006

The trail of time finally took over
The water really cut through the stone

We turned a stone
Like a emotinal stupid I cried

Nothing special
The end of a battle

The battle we fought among ourselves
Along with fire and water

The stopping moments haunted
The twinkling star shined

The everlasting smile
The warm hug

All forgotten and gone
Leave the moments apart

Moving forward as we bleed
The morning wind washed away the pain

Tuesday, May 30, 2006

Looked like a new turn every morning
The wind never stopped flowing
The heart never stopped beating

Looks like a new evening
A new grimreaper walks

The crying eyes turn red
The ready to eat food turns bad

Earthy recessions ..
The unity of viens fade

Shadow faded ..
someone walked past me
I could not look back
I could not talk back

Monday, May 29, 2006

The sleeping beauty awakes
In her eyes the world sees

Oceons tremble
The earths shatter

The stream of water
Clean sorrounding hurt

Fine grains of dust
Gone is the past

Eyes is all that remains
Clear nights and unspoken truths

Friday, May 26, 2006

Thoughful nights
Never ending tryst

Crying storm hits the city
Amidst a jungle

The tiger roars
Amidst closed eyes

The dream lives
Strange lines
but stronger arms

The bullet fires
Gushing water moves fast

Dying city learns to live
Intoxicated eyes ..

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

thoughts blur away
I seek respite

The eyes try to close
Ear are overstrained

Looks like there isnt much to say
Night moves aways

With you in my arms
the chains are around me

Thursday, May 18, 2006


She looked through the glass windows at the city that seemed to eat her up.With time , she had slowly been engulfed in the dark side of the city and she let the water flow.She sat alone hoping to hear something.She had betrayed herself.She wanted to die but could not as life did not allow her too. She dreamed of a paradise where she wanted to live rest of her life. May be , in the dark circumspects of life she had lost a part of herself.

City seemed to be undittered by her unhappiness as the people around her moved with the usual pace, cars moved around with the same pace.Lonely , may it was the word she could describe herself.

She had never wanted anything from life and may be that is the case which brought her into this place.She did not hesitate to look into the face of death.But it was useless chasing death around rather than calming her own senses under the influence of alchohol.In a trance she danced around unknown territorries , she wanted to breathe.She had dream but she never wanted to fulfill it.She never spoke of it.She jumped into the dark waters but the water seemed to be ungrateful to accept her body as a gift.

A chant followed, the sound was too surreal.The clock was ticking, and to some people's utter dismay it keeps ticking.Trance of eyes in a dark seemed to a prenomition.It is easier for the flowing water to find a course into the sea.But still , calm seas are seldom seen.Light may go out very soon , the experience may be over soon.But someone must guide me home.
Fighting a lost battle , the cry of war is often heard.The warrior moves forward in dressed to kill,but the plans may be different.The plans may be of peace.Confusing traits arise out of no where. Fine lessons are to be learnt from tales of failures.

His heart skipped a bit whenever he thought of her.His escape to the vast open spaces would let him go off this point of no return.

He walked by the river which flowed down the valley without respite.He seemed to be pure.Purity however was relevent as his love towards her was pure.The destruction of city had taken him to this place.He lived alone.The noise that he heard was of nature.He seemed to have lost his voice , he wondered if he could speak up again but there was no one to speak to apart from himself.

Every morning when he bathed in the cold chilling water of the river , he wondered what made this water to pure.The only answer he got was it kept flowing.He took a deep breath and took in the pure air.He was at peace.He forgot about the betrayal , he forgot about having lost pace in the city, he was at his own pace with life.

It was not easy for her to lead her life amidst the sense of guilt and betrayal.Sanctify thy soul was the answer she got from her inner voice.Around her lay a lot of people who seldom listened to it or perhaps never heard it.

A point where a person seeks respite in Alcholism and a point where a person seeks respite in silence.

Green loyalist often live a life in concrete households, a patch of concrete seems to be cementing thier hearts.The blood seems to lose colour , red is no longer the colour it turns pale blue.The cold blooded organisms dwell in the civilizations of the future.They have lost thier mind long ago to some machine , the vices of mankind had seeped into them.The potrait seemed to be turning gray , with time , with pollution.
I cant breathe,I feel my lungs collapsing any moment now.There goes a piece of the broken moon.I am torn apart into pieces, the flesh seems to dry.Splinters of air seem to drill into my flesh.I look at death in my eyes.Then I closed my eyes and I dreamt.

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Nature has some of its own appeals , and nature designs itself with care.
The above photograph is a design made on sand by a group of tiny miniscule hard working crabs. DONT BELIEVE ME ??
Its true . look around around you will release the designs of nature unveiling itself. I seem to be photographing a lot of sunsets nowadays .Hope its nice !

Thursday, April 27, 2006

Take this test at Tickle

Your true color is Blue!
You're blue — the most soothing shade of the spectrum. The color of a clear summer sky or a deep, reflective ocean, blue has traditionally symbolized trust, solitude, and loyalty. Most likely a thoughtful person who values spending some time on your own, you'd rather connect deeply with a few people than have a bunch of slight acquaintances. Luckily, making close friends isn't that hard, since people are naturally attracted to you — they're soothed by your calming presence. Cool and collected, you rarely overreact. Instead, you think things through before coming to a decision. That level-headed, thoughtful approach to life is patently blue — and patently you!

What's Your True Color?

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Thursday, April 20, 2006

A look to the right
A look to the left
The setting sun looked upon us
As the boat waded through the warm water
There was more to behold and more to see
Amidst the bridge among troubled waters

The night waited for us .. T

The lights started shining

The queue started diminishing
We moved towards the shore
Hoping to revive the glorious past

Sunday, April 16, 2006

After darkness !

Sunday, April 09, 2006

Smile !!!

Would this do
To make it all right
While sleep has taken you
Where I'm out of sight

I'll make my getaway
Time on my own
Search for a better way
To find my way home
To your smile
Wasting days and days
On this night
Always down and up
Half the night

Hopeless to r
eminisee Through the dark hours
We'll only sacrifice
What time will allow us You're sighing... sighing

All alone

Though you're right here
Now it's time to go
From your sad stare

Make my getawa
Time on my own
Needing a better way
To find my way home

To your smile
Lyrics : David Gilmour - Smile

Love on the air
I keep transmitting but reception is hazy
I don't get an answer
Keep sending it faster
Always knew it was crazy
To put my love on the air.

No one will hurt me again
No one will cause me to lie
No one will control me by pain
No one will cause me to cry
I was looking for love
In wandering eyes

Like a ship trying to fix on a beacon
I learned how to sigh
On the ribbon and wires
It's a habit that's so hard to weaken

Love on the air
Lyrics : David Gilmour - Love on the air

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Monday, March 27, 2006

A canvas of colours !

A celebration of colours as the sun sets among the city lights !

Friday, March 24, 2006

Sunset and Sunrise

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

A Short Story

Walking accross the small streets of the city , I chanced upon a look. A look which could turn into a saving grace. I never looked back , I never hesitated.I wished I had not seen the moon tonight , it scared me . It scared me out of my skin.

It was sure the lunatic was playing tricks in my brain, it seemed unusually hot.I wanted to scream, for so no reason at all. There was graphiti's written on the shabby walls that spoke of nothing.

The walk seemed endless.Breaking free was an option, going back was another.The frame was freezed, the sense of contemplation creeped into the mind.The trick of the lunatic had taken effect.

Shiny new cars moved past me. There was smoke all around , it seemed a war had been unleashed.Blood seemed to be boiling.There was only one face that came my mind. He had only a single word to say if he had to die now.What were those words actually he thought to himself, he wondered that it has been a while he had thought seriously.

I forgot that it was the same me who I was referring as he.Interesting I thought of myself.I seemed to be standing on top of a mountain alone. I was a stone , a stone unmoved but cut by the sharp winds and flowing rain.Unforgiven, relentless fortunes speak as I keep quiet.In search of truth I meditate. Till then long live revolution.
This isn’t a tale of derring-do, nor is it merely some kind of ‘cynical account’; it isn’t meant to be, at least. It’s a chunk of two lives running parallel for a while, with common aspirations and similar dreams

Let the world change you and you can change the world

Sunday, March 05, 2006


Let there be light
Weary windows are open now

Wednesday, March 01, 2006

Lost is my tryst with destiny

Thursday, February 23, 2006

They shut the road through the woods
Seventy years ago.
Weather and rain have undone it again,
And now you would never know
There was once a road through the woods
Before they planted the trees.
It is underneath the coppice and heath,
And the thin anemones.
Only the keeper sees
That, where the ring-dove broods,
And the badgers roll at ease,
There was once a road through the woods.

Yet, if you enter the woods
Of a summer evening late,
When the night-air cools on the trout-ringed pools
Where the otter whistles his mate.
(They fear not men in the woods,
Because they see so few)
You will hear the beat of a horse's feet,
And the swish of a skirt in the dew,
Steadily cantering through
The misty solitudes,
As though they perfectly knew
The old lost road through the woods. . . .
But there is no road through the wood

By : Rudyard Kipling

Tuesday, February 21, 2006


Reflections speak as one seeks to see
The shadow is unknown
Flowing winds caress your skin
The evening moves towards the night

Thursday, February 09, 2006

Waiting for the winter sun to submerge in the realms of misty winds
Waiting for the sea to be calm
Wading through the violent oceon
Finding the last piece of land on earth

Tuesday, February 07, 2006

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

Sleep is the regular state of natural rest observed in all mammals, birds and fish. Sleep is not actually "unconsciousness," but rather, it is a natural state of rest characterized by a reduction in voluntary body movement and decreased awareness of the surroundings. Therefore, since consciousness is literally the awareness of the surroundings, being asleep is just an altered state of consciousness, as opposed to being unconscious. It is heavily influenced by circadian rhythms, and by hormonal and environmental factors as well. Sleep appears to perform a restorative function for the brain and body, as evidenced by the myriad symptoms of metabolic dysfunction that result when animals are deprived of sleep (Gottlieb et al., 2005).

The function of sleep in health and in disease is being increasingly studied in specialized sleep laboratories throughout the world. Not only insomnia, but more recently elucidated sleep disorders such as sleep apnea and narcolepsy are evaluated in such facilities. The increasing prevalence of sleep disorders is likely to be a function both of more sophisticated diagnostic tests and the disruption of the normal day-night cycle in modern societies.
So , its time to get some sleeeeeeeep !
Couresty : Wikipedia and Google