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Look Through the Window

This is one of my favorite view. I often stand beside this window – I can see a lake, a canal taking the dumped water of the city to somewhere, a rail line, passing train, hurrying people, running vehicle, burning sun; even sometimes the gloomy moon!

Often I count the number of compartments of a train, sometimes try to realize how a day dissolve into night, try to figure out how many windows I can count – it’s endless.

Sometimes I think about how many people live in this city. I don’t know the number but I know everyone of them keep an individual world around them. It’s different from each other. It has joy, sorrow, complexity in their own way.

Few more pictures here.

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love madness Process

maresias…

sometime we need to burst into tears… the sorrows needed to spring out. but very few lucky person can make it. who can guarantee the happiness? its too relative… you can’t be sure. you can’t say you’ll be happy or sorry only for your own reasons… i don’t know how people could make such ‘perfect’ music. i am listening ‘maresias’ of dj robert miles in a loop… its so perfect for this moment. its taking me somewhere i don’t know… making me feel i am alone… thats happiness! i have some really very important work to do but can’t concentrate. the reasons are so silly but heart breaking. i need to burst…