What i am!!
Abstractness is a friend, a compatriot, a partner.It helps you think what you might not normally think, which is what i believe in.....view everything from a different angle.What i write is simply what i feel, when i feel it, and how i feel it, it's not what i'm asked to write, it's what i want to write, all my writings are dedicated to some very special people, who inspire me to write.Thank you!!
The first stroke on the canvas!
Naqsh
:The journey from start to end, the first strike of the chisel on a rock to make a sculpture!
Naqsh
kNuMB:Pronounced as Numb, is symbolic of the phase that transcends the physical world connecting a person with the spiritual energy of the universe. One might be numb by worldly standard but is in fact on a heightened plane of awareness, of energy and of enlightenment. All of kNuMBās music reflects this phase, this sudden rush of energy which gives birth to music in our case and all art in general. Only art is everlasting, hard hitting and binds us all in a silent understanding of the things the artist has felt and tried to convey to his listeners.
kNumb
Sometimes you just feel you were destined for greatness, and sometimes you feel as if you're good for nothing, times change, but the person doesn't, have faith in yourself, faith can do what noone else can!
Somethings end, somethings don't mean to end but they do, they just rust, fade away slowly.But then again where there is deforming there is always reforming.That is what Ibteda is all about.A new beginning, moving on....!!
Previous Ramblings
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A melodramatic epic, a continuous saga of misunde...
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Through the corridor of ligh...
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It's silent here,
in the morgue,
where bodies lie...
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The princess of the sea,
in the palace of feel,...
- The mask of the weird grin has been rusted. Now th...
- I spoke through silence,
and it retained my lie,
I...
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Seven colours,
two rivers,
one shore,
my home.
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- Floating like a dead body,
on a river so far away,...
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Like a silent raindrop,
I fall,
on the ground b...
- In the dark,
the eerie moon,
the lucid veil,
such ...
Chronicles
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Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Delusional sins, in a sea of vapours, and I keep wondering, peace, war,who wins?
In a room full of people, the emptiness surrounds me, theres light all around, but what is it that haunts me?.
In a lydian state of mind, I seek refuge I can't find, in a bloodless little trail, of how fear and hope fail.
Repurcussions grave, after a whiff of today, and I keep thinking, what to and what not to say,
In a room full of people, where emptiness surrounds me, i've switched off my mind, but the retrospect still haunts me!!
Picture taken by my dear friend Myra =)
[unreflecting belief]__ hashriani at 11:04 PM
~closure~
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