कुछ फुर्सत से बनाई होगी यह निगाह मेरी तूने,
देखता भी मैं तुझे हूँ,
दिखता भी तू नहीं है,
फिर भी जब कहीं सजदा कर लेता हूँ किसी मज़ार पर तेरी,
हवाएं चुपके से केह जाती हैं इन कानो में मेरे,
अल्ला हू अल्ला हू अल्ला हू….
Tag: india
Rarely
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These images are the prisma render of my previous image.
Enjoy.
Do tell me in the comments how you people like it.
Rarely….
Rarely, the unattractive attract such attention….
Street
The street guided me towards Chaos. And then I realised it was I who needed a release..
Closed door….
Waiting to be opened again. A breath of fresh air is what it craves for….
The small things…..
Sometimes the smallest of the things display something very unique. A picture of light coming from a mobile charger…
Routine…
Routine is deadly……
A scene at a packed market in Delhi.
Another Night…
Another night on the streets, wandering to find myself, seeking what’s been lost in these streets, loud, shrieking yet calm, soothing and a scene so beautiful….
Dustbin..
They say use me. Dustbin were supposed to be not living….
The Sun
The glowing ball they call The Sun….
