There is one secret place...it is beautiful and peaceful, where gentle water flows, and most beautiful garden grows, yet, nobody could ever go to...
You reach deep within my soul drawing out all the dreams that I hid beneath the doubt for long casting all my feelings away into the darkness and shutting all the doors. Only, somehow, they were traced and found by you...
Now we are there...here...with a quiet moment all alone to share, to surrender to each other and to see the one our eyes longed to behold....embraced by a lovely song on silver wings sent from Heaven shedding golden ribbons in herald of dawn... 
I am so drenched in gold...I am so utterly curious.... 


Maleyali Jotheyali .mp3

Foot To The Throat(Instrumental) Lamb Of God *HQ*

Fates Warning "A Pleasant Shade of Gray Part III (Live)" from the album "A Pleasant Shade of Gray (Expanded Edition)"

Fates Warning "A Pleasant Shade of Gray Part III (Live)"

Oceans Alive - 1st January, 2016

Mixed and Mastered by Keshav Dhar (Illusion Studios)
Vocals recorded at Demonic Studios, Mumbai
Artwork by Arun Natrajan

Skrypt - Oceans Alive

Jekhaney Shai'r BaramKhana original Track of Lalon Shai. This is an experimental demo track
made in 2007.Voice by Autumnal Moon. Music by Leemon 

Jekhaney Shai'r BaramKhana_Remix Music By Leemon_Voice-Moon

DOWNLOAD: http://www.mediafire.com/?n15oq2ck19f0ltv


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

Ek Nanhi Pari Ghum (acoustic) एक नन्ही परी गुम

Select tracks from the multi-award winning sophomore album "Mark Of Teja"