i.
we don't speak
these day
are as empty
as the fridge
when you're not home
ii.
when a boy I know
hurt himself I said
dude! could have cried instead
January 13, 2014
January 05, 2014
October 05, 2013
Chotusing on Flickr
Photographing and Writing must occupy two different planets in the web universe. Realization dawned too late. Photographs taken by these hands don't say much. Sometimes, they don't say anything at all. Sometimes they are saturated with colours of stupidity. Brain colours. But these hands are determined to take photographs that speak. They must. Baby steps and murmurs will graduate to whispers. Hope they start making drawings on walls. Hope they start screaming someday.
September 27, 2013
September 05, 2013
September 02, 2013
August 30, 2013
August 28, 2013
August 27, 2013
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