The thing about a book is, it insulates you against the world, And for a while it becomes your world and blinds you with its colors,...

What can I say that I have not said before? Can I confess I exist in two places? Yes, I exist in two places, Here and where you are. What...

Why don't you look at the sky ? Look at the sky The enormity of space, and the insignificance of your tiny battles. Into lives you...

Often I imagine you where there is- no beginning, no middle, no end. In pain, sorrow and emptiness I see your face, your wrinkles and...

There was a street named deaf street, where we forget things if there is nobody to tell them. At deaf street - the day is vast and...

Go to Bhutan Read the buddha Row a boat alone Dye your hair purple Paint a child smiling Write about birds Sit at a beach for seven...

Can I move like them? Like an old dry leaf, Like sand raising gently, Like a bird flapping its swings to fly, Can I move like them? Like...

A day closer towards ambitions, a day far from temptations.. A silent cry in happiness, a little smile in sadness.. Satisfaction from big...