Category Archives: Design



The Days When Kites Flew…


A day on street


This man keeps on dusting his little jewellery shop around the corner the whole day. Who knows, may be it works on the customers.
Or may be it doesn’t.
May be he is just another victim of OCD.
Why is it that we can tell so little by looking at another person? I sometimes wish I could know a bit more when I met someone, so that if s/he had any grief, I could at least give them a hug and tell them, perhaps not so truthfully, that everything’s going to be alright…