Of people we meet, places which haunt us, attract us, amuse us, sadden us. places which make us happy, people with their own worlds, big or small worlds, sad or happy or bothHuge bells of churches, temples ring, reverberate in Indore, Bhopal every evening hundreds get desperate to assemble there to outsing each other in carols or aartis
a divine aroma flows in the winds, so much unknown to many ugly cities
Lovers sit idle there for hours, platonic love they live and die with
or sob in silence, untill another passion consumes them, so naturally
Red Church, Indore, Khajrana temple, Indore
Numerous temples in Bhopal, the sole ta-ujul-masajid (mosque), Bhopal
qawallis at several dargah, assemblies in so many churches,
spiritualism is a pious potion, so unbinding a soul
places which drive people to live up, light up the life into its absence
(pic: sanjeev sharma)
Well begun Rajesh. Please call me.
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