Rings of Smoke

Ae Ishq Humein Barbaad Na Kar

livin’ in a shoebox

yeah,well,baby,
that is interesting,
what you think,
that i am one,
in ten billion,
a face in a crowd
two halves of a unwonderful world,
laughable lifes,i lead,
i live in a shoebox,
yes,babe,i do,cramped inside myself,
but i dream of the stars…
and perhaps you can make
some sense out of it,this hunger
i have,for you,for life,
and for all you are,
cuz live in a shoebox,
and travel by [...]

logic and radio

i was coming home from work,last evening, and like millions of people across mumbai,was listening to a random radio program.now,i am willing to accept the fact (if it is so,indeed) that one of the qualifications to host a radio talk show or be a RJ is probably that you either have to have a very [...]

traffic signal

he had left the office early,today…nearly half an hour saved,and yet,he was dog-tired.sitting in the autorickshaw he realized that he could not even listen to radio on the phone,because he had left his headfones with the other laptop,locked in his office drawer.oh damn!!and a hell lot of traffic and noise.the auto slowed down at the [...]

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