In the end all that matters is fame, money and not innocent emotions. There is no explanation for madness. In the end, everything is fair in love and war. Love goes with wind while memories haunt. Then you have people to preach, life is too short to live with regrets, everything happens for a reason etc. Welcome to the Land of Idli and Dosa.

sometimes our hearts may even cry. We chose listening to the brain. Now We have made a living but only have memories down the lane. A world waiting to be explored. One tall tower to the next,. One country touch, a hop to the next,. He gazed like an eagle,. At what still remained at bay,. A guarding shore, I say,. Which soaked in a bit of what lay in between his hops.