Notes on life

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Practicality too is imaginary, because the backdrop of sense and conscience behind it is not blank and empty…it has its own colours.I relate my life with colors and images.

Silence needs a mind to hide . As it is inside the soul of a dense forest,as it is deep under the bed of vast ocean, as it is high above the mist of expansive sky…

It is difficult to recollect memorable yesterdays.Eyes have to be fixed upon a long tripod, on  a lovely shore where infront lies roads;color black.