sniff groan sneeze

day after tomorrow, i'll get older... right now, i just want to drown... i want to resign, quit, surrender.. just dont feel upto everything that i have loaded myself with. maybe its the cold, maybe i'll be better tomorrow... 

sometimes you can make love to a particular shade of purple, sometimes sounds expand in your head and lift you off you feet - most feelings are emotional manifesations of physical realities, the smell of rain runs its course through my body and make my fingertips dance 

OF PEOPLE AND PLACES 

Nostalgia is a hope that weathers 

bombay is the beginning of the world 

kolkata is howrah station and taxi rides through nightmarish traffic 

bangalore is a leafy shaded bike ride,