Nizam Appas

Today,when rays of sun kissed the morning dews and I encountered my bliss of solitude, the pure flash of my past knocked my muse and awayed me away to the hues of years that wit-nessed my journey of entrepreneur… I calmly and slowly alloowed myself slip down in the lane of my preceding years…
Year 2005…Date 4 August…voice of

Rakhi Das

When your eyes catch the glimpse of it…a sudden surge of attraction leaps around you swiftly… smoothly…you get an instant urge to feel it…touch it…open it …and behold the surprise inside the veil…but sometimes you can’t do it until you purchase it…Isn’t It? So what you do …you pay and you purchase…

Rakhi Das

Waves of time splashed morning hues…I asked my slumber to go to sleep and let me feel the morning bliss… I removed the curtains…opened the windows…Tiara of first light was smiling behind the jet of pink clouds sprinkling profusely its splendour in the azure…I closed my eyes and allowed myself to get soaked in the purity…a soft piece of breeze caressed me and I could feel the rhythm of Morning Raga surrounding me.