55 Friday: Music
Sitting on the edge, legs dangling over the parapet, I watched the gently passing by clouds kissing the Kumaon hills. A thought wrapped in sweet loneliness, crept up, enveloped my heart, as I enjoyed a glass of tea from Guptajee’s dhaba, watching the hills, the clouds. The silence was pure music, the moment simply Gulzar.
- posted in response to the 55Friday open invite from Sepia Mutiny.


December 17th, 2005 at 6:22 pm
I really got carried away by this one..nice
December 19th, 2005 at 6:56 am
Thanks Anon.