the rotten apple,the white almond,the transparent tablets,the noisy wall clock,the chilly morning............oh its 4 a.m, and it is difficult to sleep.its good to be here with engaged physical activity.days start with chilly and ginger while ends with wheat and barley.oh how beautiful the life is,when you completely away from what your desires nd all.strong memories doesnot allow to be weak and forced  to live for a while.The inner energy rejuvenates when the old memories hit into the green nerves of rotten mind.Time flew away as if they need to attend the funeral of a women loaded with heavy jewellery and wrapped with long bulky saree.The demands of compromises were increasing day by day and the salty tears were dried inside the blanket.oh how poor the life is,when u completely away from your own thoughts.while cleaning the dusty marbles,the reflection of  images were so fearful and  wish to be numb.people always play whether it is the body of the chess board or the body of the soft flesh.sometime the burning blood desire to run away but the responsibilities of noisy anklets and bangles forced to come back.indeed time to clean the fleshy body and to chop the teary onion. someone needs spicy manchurian to spice up their life. good morning sunshine !!!!!!!!!!!!!!