Saturday, April 01, 2006

saawariya saawariya..

Totally exhausted after playing, listening to “saawariya saawariya..” .
Every song, every piece of good music is associated with a memory.
I can see bchay driving a metallic blue zen , we stopped in between to explore the sideways, we were trying to reach near that huge rock we saw on the way, we walked towards its direction, there was no clear way to lead you, you have to make your way ..
At last we realized that we are no way near to that rock…

Every time it look so long to realize..


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