Stripped of the Shinies

There was something about the night-scape,lights,and the droplets of rain that was deeply alluring. It spoke of silence, beauty, and the silent sadness of the city dwellers.


There were lights. But they felt empty.

When the Lights Go Off

I loved the city lights. The artificiality, more than the one the
sun could give. But nothing could beat the light show the night
sky provided. Though it spares me the stiff neck just to look
at the building lights from the 25th floor.



I could fall asleep gazing at the stars.