“Phir koi aaya dil-e-zaar, nahin koi nahin… ab yahaan koi nahin koi nahin aaye ga” Tanhai (Isolation)
I attempt to silence the naught by asserting the spectre
of a weary journeyman lost on a road misty with apprehension.
The door opens up
Drink up, shut your eyes: no one is coming, fool.