Fragments of me, dropping colors on grey.
Tucked away in the "Sahyadris of Munnar".
"The roads gleam towards you, the oceans beckon towards you,
a beauty beyond the lapping waves..."
Somewhere in the summers of Spiti Valley.
Manikyachirakulla, maarathu
kuriyulla, vaayaadi pakshi
kuuttam vannu poy...
"Shimle di raahe" W/ the chaps...
Truth lies on two wheels...
