striptease

when an angel smiles at her demons and wishes upon a star...!

she closed her eyes to a rancour of thunder... she opened them to flames... she let her soul dance to a swan song as its every bit lay threadbare...!

craving silence

the sounds that the morning is here reached her ears as she stared out the window into the fog... her tired eyes began to see inkblots as she reached for the pillow... 

as she closed her eyes to the waking up world she wished for a dreamless sleep..!

wayward

legs crossed and huddled in her flowing black skirt... fiddling with her tousled curly hair... a faraway look in her eyes... in this moment she is not here...

zoya

जब भी मिलती है मुझे अजनबी लगती क्यों है?
ज़िन्दगी रोज़ नए रंग बदलती क्यों है?

she's had these lines from umrao jaan echoing in her head!

silence.

"Someone falls to pieces

Sleepin all alone

Someone kills the pain

Spinning in the silence

To finally drift away

Someone gets excited

In a chapel yard

Catches a bouquet

Another lays a dozen

White roses on a grave"

- Audioslave

In memory of the victims of the Siege of Mumbai... In memory of all the lives that were lost in a country with maimed leaders..

The real story here.