the morning cold breathand my stereo
i bought it for 8K
i thought so many times
what i will do with this system
i am not a music lover at all
but over the time
it has become the only friend in my lonely hrs at my home
always tuned to FM
probably my inner half never becomes too satient
ond day i was at Rajasthan interiors
the dusty environs usually not romantic in normal life
but my nerves find it too romantic all the time i have a chance to happen
i know you're not with me
but beautiful faces i see around , it represents all
and do a lot to fill your absence to an extent
some times even scorching absence of someone
it gives you a meaning to find life around
so is me, looking you in others' faces
its another way of heightened romanticism
probably i have a moorings from the great poets of yore
soruce: shipra.v
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