The pursuit of happiness is a chase for a lifetime..
Aug 29, 2011
Where morning means...
Aug 2, 2011
A season’s wait…
Neither the roof nor the garden, no window pane, has changed
Through the avenue I slide down the memory lane…
Since then,
A little less, a little more, what else
The mud in the garden has come inside.
I see dust on the mirror
I see nothing on the walls
But, I hope my autumn is just around.
The blue at the dusk, has no grey in it
But, it will soon rain
And I breeze along.
Picture by me ~ Shot at Neemrana fort
