sun on head, the city on my view...all around grids n gadgets..with only roads of hundred of random cars, and human figures of 1 inches.. and a combo of rom-sad-faith song.. and a mild headache.. always longing for this crowded loneliness.. want to stay late, may be very late.. may be never want to return back..
am feeling am my own colleague,I can see me in the infront of me and I can myself next to me.. with a lappy and a cell, an ID, a paper pad and pen... and a smile on face.. and an empty eyes! I feel them as my blur friend..
i like this line: tu na jaane ass pass hai khuda...
