Most of the artisitic minds in the planet are hidden behind factories, programmer's cubicles, management boardrooms, rickety offices. The turbulence here is that of an artist emerging out of a serenely settled engineer's life...
Monday, December 08, 2008
Heart bleeds
Long after...
* the shrill talking heads turned silent * a meek speech was mumbled * a Deshdhrog's head rolled
..pain of hurt to a city whose attacked landmarks have personal memories & attachments will linger on.
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