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finally the wait is over...
"KHO RAHA HOON MEIN"                                                                Lead Vocals/Acoustic Guitar: Anshul kapoor
Lead Guitars/backing vocals: Shakti thakur
Bass Guitar: Harish negi
Drums/Percussions: Shiv sameer
RECORDED AT BLUE OLIVE STUDIO CHANDIGARH
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Kho Raha Hu Main- Triculin

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Dusk grows colder with touch of night 
Endless dispersed junctures of musing
Shifts rear, to where the elixir
Loses it’s decree.
The ceaseless verves elegant over 
The distress psyches are lost.
Days are a loss.

Every man every mind emerges no less than once 
And passes through stable or fickle anxieties
Everyday a place we crave to linger on 
Crossing the intimate cold weathered mind
While the sweet earth shattered
Behold the gain and defeat 
At emancipation
Stray down as we grow up, wild.

Everyman vicinal to safely linked fractions, 
Hands, limbs, appendages and intentions 
They’re wrenching apart!
Every place is low
All phase crease shifting
Invincible.

Fear lands of  losing hope 
Procreation of dire dreams
Elevations of  bright hopes 
Of short-lived visions
Dwelling since past until 
They pass.
Present, the only sagacity amends with
No ultimate visibility
No validity of self supreme assertion.

Dark sky buffers over futile craniums
Into the head it slithers
Clouds clotted as heavy mountains
Ever meandering, flocking feather’s tidiness.

As we live, we change everyday.
As we dwell surpassing the
Awaited times of yore 
Every place is low
All phase is shifting
Invincible.


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YONSAMPLE - Sundered Vicinity

A song that speaks about a conversational letter written by a lover to her Husband who lives in Shimla. 
In the song She describes her love for the man and tell him come back and bring a KAALI GHAGHRI (Black Skirt) for her as well.
The track is musically composed and finished by Triculin - The Ista and written by anonymous writer in the tribe Himalayas. 
 

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