

Remembering the rainsDown came the rainsRemembering the rains
Over the swelling sea first; Then lashing out inwards. Down came the rains
It tasted of old memories
Big drops of pain I saw time trickling,
Back to when we had dreams
It rained without a break
For two days and three nights
With houses adrift, kids on holiday It rained without a break
The city stood still
Blessed with time to think Time to take stock
And then it rained.


Mumbai 7:11 - The falloutThe world needs more peace keepers today. More than any other time in history, we need them now and in a hurry. These are people who by definition would ensure peace in our world. Day to day, protecting towns, cities and nations wherever trouble strikes. And since nothing ever came cheap, this elite force would be paid handsomely.Mumbai 7:11 - The fallout
The question then is of organisations that are supposed to do precisely this job. Let us begin with the police force. A negative word to begin with. Policing in everyday terminology means to restrict and curb human beings. Is it them whom we want to look towards in times of trouble?
Human beings
I took the red pill
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سبحان الله وبحمده
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If it's just a game, then what are we crying for?
but yea, hope to see you around.
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When you get screwed up in life, revenge screws you further.
take care!
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If it's just a game, then what are we crying for?
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Moonlight and crystal dreams
Wrap your arms around yourself
As the rain continues to fall
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When you get screwed up in life, revenge screws you further.
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Moonlight and crystal dreams
Wrap your arms around yourself
As the rain continues to fall
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Moonlight and crystal dreams
Wrap your arms around yourself
As the rain continues to fall
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When you get screwed up in life, revenge screws you further.
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Moonlight and crystal dreams
Wrap your arms around yourself
As the rain continues to fall
FUNERAL BLUES
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever; I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood,
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
W. H. Auden
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When you get screwed up in life, revenge screws you further.
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Moonlight and crystal dreams
Wrap your arms around yourself
As the rain continues to fall
thanks a lot kohl...
always a fan.
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سبحان الله وبحمده
means a whole lot. That pic was taken a longtime ago though
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Open your eyes to the Art of God , whose awe I shall try to capture.
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Horror & Macabre Resource Guide
Katerina Mitchell Photography
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I'm honoured you like it!
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It's an old one............
-hedda
come join our Mumbai deviantART Meetup Group. being active and interactive online is real fun so we've decided to take it further and have meets in real life. the meets will range from trips to art galleries to playing chor-police. so be prepared for a lot of fun.
here's where you sign up (and you better!) [link]
here's where you'll find us.
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Moonlight and crystal dreams
Wrap your arms around yourself
As the rain continues to fall
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