the grey city...

The city sunk in the dust,

The aggressive wind,

The city sleeping,

And the clouds shattered in grey,

And the feelings that comes to me are blue,

Too clear and beautiful to come across,

No clue of where it’s heading though,

Hello nature,

Bear with me,

I love the hide and seek game you play with me,

Mashutzo Writes

words...

I believe,
words can make a ground for battle,
where no bloods can heal it,
or sometimes,

It has the invisible magic,

the power,

where one can build a home even without the roof,

wonderland of hope with only love,
yes,

words have the power.

Mashutzo writes.

five seconds from my life in a photograph... (7th march 2017)

These photographs are here to remain as a memory to hold the 6th of march 2017.
They are not here to please anyone,
Or looking for comments on my photography skill.
In a very recent days,
over a conversation, i hear something about changes and time being very limited.
True,
but here i see the what 5 seconds can do,
in those 5 seconds,
i saw Sky,
merrily singing songs with the birds,
birds appreciating the beauty of sky,
and somewhere on the way,
i was all fascinated with its abstract colors,
where it does its magic,
nature is wonderful wonderland!

Mashutzo Writes.

20th February 2017, The walk

Walk around pashupati temple is not a common feeling we experience. This place has message to deliver to people. This place has the bucket full of truth about belief and practice.
This place has peace to offer you, and this will cost only few walk.

Mashutzo Writes.

invisibility to connections...

i call it invisibility to connections,
when time turns to the darker side of the story,
this happens after such a beautiful start,
and i say,
will you hold it back for a while,
till i know the end of the story,
darker shades are beautiful in a way,
like the dark poems,
like the cold hearted lovers,
like the closed dark room,
where the finger tips speak,
where the day light is dead,
where the unspoken disappointment kills a soul,
invisibility to connections,
invisible emotions,
are the game!


Mashutzo Writes.

21st November 2016...

Perhaps the shadows are meant to ignored,
Perhaps shadows are unnoticed,
Perhaps it has its another beautiful sight in it, perhaps a special vision needed to see it to feel it.
Is it possible??
The question could cease the story here!

Mashutzo writes.

dead emotions that night....

when the night comes,
words flaw,
dead emotions drop,
when the night is still to explore in words.


Mashutzo Writes.

just some memories from 2011...

Everything has changed so far in my life.
So many things,
There seems no start how i submerged to change.
But things have changed in a way where i can not see how far i have landed.
These photographs from early 2011 when i started playing with the shutter just passed by me,
and i realized i have remained this person in a way deep there, who loves taking photographs and stories and writing.
Life in print and words.

Mashutzo Writes.