Bane Of Existence
{ This one has been sitting idly in drafts for more than a year. Most of it owing to my laziness to edit and publish. Finally I got around to it and the reason for that has to be yet another blog. Before you go on - the story might not be fictional but the characters and settings are.} T he Sun had silently gone to sleep. His last rays bounced off the golden sands. The groundnut peddler hit his wares furiously. The tantalizing smell of onion pakodas gave a tough fight to my diet plans. But the Beach was not the same today. The Waves don't sound happy. They sing in sorrow like they understand her.
waaah.. I am speechless.. not because I am spell bound. But because I don't know what to comment without having understood either the lyrics (russian?) or the sub titles (malayalam)! Three cheers to music but :D
ReplyDelete:)-- Chintabharam naattil..maoism veetil ..LOL!!
ReplyDeleteHats off to the one who did this!!
oye thanks a ton for following... its a boost!
ReplyDeleteand do you have a photo blog? yu know with all your pictures....? are you on flickr...?
Chinthabhaaram chinthabhaaram..
ReplyDeleteMoonga kootil chaadi.. :)
@Mavrrick: you shuld know the beautiful language MALAYALAM to know this... :)
ReplyDelete@Indu: They have a whole collection of such songs in youtube.
@Clueless : :)... I have posted my flickr album address on your blog... :)
@Jobsy: Lorry Maari Poyi..