The three muskeeters prepared to conquer the land of java beans set out on a hunt..the time is when the city sleeps...and then we awake with full glory to the rythem of Floyd and metallica.
"Swami 2 KF strong"
"Sorry sir"
In our 'swalpa adjust maadi' land the time stood still.....the moment frozen in time.Countless of them betrayed and thoughts wandering..dreams shattered..only to be retrived and joined once again in the hope of giving birth to another dream.....
"But why ?"
Its Oct 2nd 9:00pm Gongura restaurant airport road...
We brushed our memories to get some general knowledge and came out with a conclusion that our beloved father of the nation was born on this day which unfortunately falls the day we visited the 'temple of smoke and fire'..fire inside and smoke outside.
So the three muskeeters set out in desparation in the hope of finding oasis in the betrayed land of Silicon valley...thoughts swirlled in our minds.........
But why dry day???.....for the enviromentalists its vanishing of humidity its a dry day...but for us what does that mean..?? truly i had no idea....i thought all our lands had been dried due to severe heat and there was no water to drink anywhere....
Water to drink???
Wandering about with our radars in full intensity to get hold of atleast a guy who sells grape juice....So did one of the muskeeter diverted into the closed 'temple of gin' only to be stopped and diverted ... once again...
The true color of blue has to be felt..not seen..that day was really a dry day..dry in every sense of emotion.. and we still wander.....
Song review: i should have put this song long back...
Until it sleeps:Metallica
Where do I take this pain of mine
I run but it stays right by my side
So tear me open and pour me out
There's things inside that scream and shout
And the pain still hates me
So hold me until it sleeps
Just like the curse, just like the stray
You feed it once and now it stays
Now it stays
So tear me open but beware
There's things inside without a care
And the dirt still stains me
So wash me until I'm clean
It grips you so hold me
It stains you so hold me
It hates you so hold me
It holds you so hold me
Until it sleeps
So tell me why you've chosen me
Don't want your grip
Don't want your greed
Don't want it
I'll tear me open make you gone
No more can you hurt anyone
And the fear still shakes me
So hold me, until it sleeps
It grips you so hold me
It stains you so hold me
It hates you so hold me
It holds you, holds you, holds you until it sleeps
I Don't want it want it want it want it want it No
So tear me open but beware
There's things inside without a care
And the dirt still stains me
So wash me 'til I'm clean
I'll tear thee open make you gone
No longer will you hurt anyone
And the hate still shapes me
So hold me until it sleeps...........
gattz all the way.............
