Up here awaits a call from down there, down there its an entire change of dimension and perception, the structure from down here up there, revolving time with its crooked sense of locomotion, down there a hope awaits up here, up here its all within.

sa ni sa sa sa sa sa re, sa re dha pa ni,
sa ni sa sa sa sa sa re, premer kahini...
rimjhim e dharate,
chay mon harate....
tribute to love...
(need Hajmola?? jus kiddin')

two of my dearest friends...

my office buddies :).

kochi moto dekhte, hvy boyosh!!

chawl bhai, cigaret khai???

It was 7.30 in the morning when I came out. I could see literally nothing; the fog was overpowering the entire area and hindering my normal view range. Qutub was awake too. We came out and was greeted by the production boy, who gave us hot typically made tea. The cold foggy weather coupled with a hot sip from the steel glass felt like 'fatafati...puro jomey kheer'! (I had to write the feeling in my native tongue since I am unable to express the feeling in any other language)

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