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On My Knees Weeping

I felt I saw, I saw you there by the river side

I called, I fell, I made it nowhere where the world could stop to call

 

Call me when the door was open, call to see the stars come above

Never called they when the fireworks cracked, the sparks flew down the streets

Thrown away, but you were there to get me up.

Get me up.

Rain

The seasons changed their colours

With them you changed too

The clouds wove their own covers

And I fell in love with you

 

Rain on your eyes, rain on your skin

Rain on your smile, rain on your lips

Rain falling, falling when you blink

Rain on your toes, your fingertips

The Man behind the Mist

Usually, we can’t see through the mist. It clouds us, could block our sights, even momentarily impair our senses, and makes one hard to see the things beyond.  The man behind the Mist however, is not as obscure as the mist itself. He is known to every Malayali, give them his silhouette, they shall recognize the great man who made his readers taste unrequited love, raised their heartbeats by singing unsung heroes, made a villain steal hearts…yes, M.T Vasudevan Nair never ceases to excite his readers, and occasionally makes them cry with awe.

When unexpected luck got me there, beside this legend who

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