3.03 am

During the cold nights in Bangalore, you merely come out to your balcony, a moment of sheer silence comes along.

A crow comes flying from nowhere, sits right in front of you.

A big cat roaming around on the road, walks to your bike, takes a brief stop and walks away.

When you're about to prepare feeling lionhearted, a sudden cold breeze rushes through the trees around, making a spooky noise on the way.

You calm your nerves and look at the time. A realization strikes, 'The Devil's Time' is approaching.

You go back to your room, leaving the door open behind you,

Sitting and waiting for the Devil's arrival.

At the End of the Day

At the end of the long, long day
Come go with me in the blue and the gray
There's no up there's no down
And there's no way around
At the end of the day

I'll follow the line where the land meets the sun
I looked to the hills where the dark has begun
My fears are reserved for the deeds of the day
That are faded away...

I'm gonna get by
I'm gonna get through
When the river runs dry
I'm gonna cross to you...

There's no up there's no down
And there's no way around
At the end of the day

-DP

Song for you

"So today I wrote a song for you 
Cause a day can get so long 
And I know it's hard to make it through 
When you say there's something wrong 

So I'm trying to put it right 
Cause I want to love you with my heart 
All this trying has made me tired 
And I don't know even where to start 

Maybe that's a start 

For you know it's a simple game 
That you play filling up your head with rain 
And you know you've been hiding from your pain 
In the way, in the way you say your name 

And I see you 
Hiding your face in your hands 
Flying so you won't land 
You think no one understands 
No one understands 

So you hunch your shoulders and you shake your head 
And your throat is aching but you swear 
No one hurts you, nothing could be sad 
Anyway you're not here enough to care 

And you're so tired you don't sleep at night 
As your heart is trying to mend 
You keep it quiet but you think you might 
Disappear before the end 

And it's strange how you cannot find 
Any strength to even try 
To find a voice to speak your mind 
When you do, all you wanna do is cry 

Well maybe you should cry 

And I see you hiding your face in your hands 
Talking about far-away lands 
You think no one understands 
Listen to my hands 

And all of this life 
Moves around you 
For all that you claim 
You're standing still 
You are moving too 
You are moving too 
You are moving too 
I will move with you"

-AM

A photograph is a secret about a secret.

    The more it tells you the less you know ...

   

   On a fine Sunday evening ...

Because, Beautiful things don't ask for attention

Someone

 

'Ah! I forgot to blog in a long time :-/',

And then, that moment comes, 

when you are like,

'Oh yeah! Finally.'

It has to be about,

The fear of 'when we would meet again',

That happy feeling for someone.

A friend who has been with me,

Through all the ups and downs in my life.

Even though I don't remember exactly,

How and when we first met,

But it is more about,

The time we have shared along.

Legend has it,

'Every Cloud Has A Silver Lining'.

And it has certainly,

Come true for you

काळजी घे बे.
Dollar मधे पगार :)
....

चल भेटू  ...

So Long.