A Break From Monotony

I'm the kind of human you'd normally see stomping on roaches on the sidewalk, on a nighttime walk by the town, claiming "I friggin' freak at the sight of 'em, but that's one less cockroach in the woooorld!" with conviction.


The oddball you call your friend.

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.

The Stars Draw Us Near

I've exhausted every means of wishing on stars. But when I see one twinkle or shoot across the sky... I could not help but close my eyes. And believe all over again.

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.