the boatride , never a bad idea!

the joy of being scared!

where do we go now?

Goa was a place I avoided for most of the sensible part of my life....was nice to be there finally!

the art of flying

more than an air ticket....

the maze of twisted cables.......

and when I woke up....I was alone, the bird had flown!

brother got operated for a kidney stone.....thats how I feel about the hospital!

the greys of blue

grey, blue and black.....the tricolour of freedom....

let it sing!

it has taken a few rough strokes, a bit of madness and a lot of courage to set the bird free.....the joy would be to see it morph into a dot and disappear in the greys of the blues......a little rain on my face helps me hide the tears....

the old drifter

the dreams that we've been chasing.......
will keep us on and we'll keep drifting along.