Saturday, April 23, 2011


As I was uploading these pictures I remembered this song by Bety Midler. I had started off writing something else but couldnt't help but put the lyrics of this song.

The Rose
Some say love it is a river
that drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razer
that leaves your soul to blead

Some say love it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you it's only seed

It's the heart afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of wakingthat never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who cannot seem to give
and the soul afraid of dyingthat never learns to live

When the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winterfar beneath the bitter snows
lies the seed
that with the sun's love
in the spring
becomes the rose



These pictures were taken more than a month back. This was during Holika. Everyone around this locality had gathered and it was a full moon nigh (The Super Moon Night). The ladies were going around the fire, praying. This was the first time I saw other communities other than people from this place, coming out and bonding. It was good to be there :)