Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Photo: Anuj Gosalia


There are streets - unending, winding, endearing.
There are streets - that you and I don't know,
Where our dreamed ones never go.
There are streets that are nameless...

There are homes - flavoured, round, cosy.
There are homes- whose directions we can't give,
Where our dreamed ones never live.
There are homes that are 'guard'less...

There are people - smiling, chatting, working.
There are people- that you and I don't greet,
Whom our dreamed ones never meet.
There are people who are thoughtless...

There are nameless streets that reach destinations,
There are 'guard'less homes that give shelter,
There are thoughtless people that live a life,
While, for our dreamed ones we strive...

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Photo:Anuj Gosalia


Sunset on the Sea.
Sunset by the Steel.
White sophistication;
And over priced coffee.

Maybe my cheque includes the
Elevated view of the sinking red power.
All that Futility.
Maybe my cheque includes the
Calm ambience for the orange glory.
All that Prosperity.
Maybe my cheque includes the
Extravagant expression of pink passions.
All that Sincerity.

Sunset on the Sea.
Sunset by the Steel.
White explanation;
For over priced coffee.