Monday, September 27, 2010

Hills.

“Hills are the cry for the unreachable”...is it just a calligraphy?? Or what else can you deduce out of this tormented fiasco...by any chance are you trying to coil the free end of the string with the legendary silken beard, then you are virtuous with all the fictitious brilliance. Therefore, is he asking us to epitomise hill as coveted as possible, cry as a prodigal waste for the unreachables.

Well this is what best i could emasculate out of this sheer genius work but then i have an improvised definition or for that matter outlook. “Hills are the crystalline tears of the unvanquished” Yes today you might be the unvanquished but does that stop you from commemorating those serpentine roads up to the hills made of salted liquid.