A song with two different and opposite poles. When it flows inwards, it is called "MEDITATION" and when it flows outwards, it is called "ETERNAL LOVE". In love a person's energy flows to another person's conscience, and in meditaion it flows to his own conscience....

A mansion with single window opening between spiritual world and material world....Mansion represents the human body and the window represents the "Third eye" (Ref: wikipedia for more details about "Third eye" )

Anahata- Fourth chakra (Chakra=Energy spot) of humen spiritual body. The chakra for "ETERNAL LOVE". This chakra is known as the bridge between physical life and spiritual life. (Ref: wikipedia for more details about "Anahata")

A spiritual body was in deep sleep. Due to the dreadful solitude and silence, she invited a dream. She was a tree in that dream. By time that dream over ruled her memory. Forgeting her reality, she immersed in it. Later that dream was named "LIFE"....

Nobody realizes a dream as the dream until it is finished. Then how can't we say that this life itself is another dream?....

When the mind became empty, she fell in love with him. His name was demise. He was not a person, was a presence....

At anytime he may come as a daydream, sometimes as a reality. Eachtime he bequeath his invisible presence everywhere around....

Night was still young and the mind also. Everything was silent except that melody of losess...melody of separation....

A smile which spread around as a presence...as a passion. Expression of an inner emotion of a spiritual person who knows the reality of life...mirage of that life....Enlightement of christ through crucifixion.

An await for that presence, for that smile. Nothing to show or tell. Just for that presence....

The flow of a silence by the rhythm of universe. A deep silence itself become a sound of music...sound of passion....A rare combination of spiritual persons "Buddha" and "Krishna"

A melody,which can't be heard,but can touch with emotions.A fall into the depth of that melody....

A trespass to that deep inner world, where the mind itself melting down to nothing...where the ego and ambitions vanish to somewhere unknown....

What will be their message,while they are in departure? Everything in our life may have their own circular motion...everything have their own rhythm....

A dream,which never be fullfill.An attempt to enter the opposit pole of life and to find the beauty in it....

A sleep falling over a person like the fall of mist in the valley. Slowly melting him down, closing the windows of awakening, opening a new world of soft dreams....

They were melting down like a drop, when i met them. They spent a little period with me and vanished to somewhere unknown...leaving a nostalgic memories beyond....

Sometimes they fly somewhere for something...sometimes run beyond a mirage...sometimes fall in to deep meditation....A mystic world of dragon fly. A perfect specimen to show the character of humen mind.

“When reaches near, it goes away…” a mystic phenomenon in the desert. Sometimes it throws a question to us – “whether this life itself is a type of mirage?....

A fall in to the spider web of new life. A process of transmigration.

An empty boat moving by the soft massage from the waves of universe. A search for the ultimate level of "freedom"

They came like a melancholy song. They performed a slow shadow dance to attract my attention. Even though they left me alone after a while, those dreams were beautiful…

A journey to the deep memories of that floral season. Searching for those flowers in that memories....

Gandarvan – A man from the heaven, who is madly searching for love. In the fourth period of night, he will search and roam for the melody of that love…for the fragrance of that love….

For them flowers were a dream…So they painted their body itself as flowers. A plant itself becomes a “flower”. A visit to their floral world…

Those who travels without a velocity, with out any displacement, without any motion, just allowing the time to pass through them. A journey through the time....

He(The fragrance) spread over them like an emotion. He over ruled their thoughts and brought their mind to a land of unknown. He showed them a “Mystic world of Ghost”. A mystic story related with the fragrance of a flower.

A treasure hund in the deep desert of mind. Searching for something in that desert where no dreams or hopes can be found....