The summer dried antenna festooned branches of the gul-mohar cast their flourescent shadow on the supercemmed wall!
a petal of flame whispers: I do Exist.
Geetha
The summer dried antenna festooned branches of the gul-mohar cast their flourescent shadow on the supercemmed wall!
a petal of flame whispers: I do Exist.
Geetha
Every thing in this cosmos is subject to changes and so are we. There is a certain “dialogue” at the heart of all these changes. The movement of the spheres is inherently due to a silent conversation between bodies residing in it. Everything and every one is in a state of motion. This is my first passing thought in an ocean of knowledge.
Annapurna
Silence is peculiar in its tragic locale. It destroys remorselessly and leaves no trace of the destroyed and the destroyer…
Annapurna
Shout box