Those piled up building blocks, those endless castles I built in my dreams, a song by John Lennon that just wouldn’t stop humming in the background and a frame that had everything one man could ask for. A place where I could just lie down, close my eyes, feel those yellow rays of light seeping in through my eyelids, keeping my skin warm and cozy, birds singing me a lullaby, a world where I was alone with all my thoughts and my dreams. Sleep, sugar, let your dreams flood in, like waves of sweet fire, you’re safe within. Sleep, sweetie, let your floods come rushing in, and carry you over to a new morning.
I’ve been working on this frame, in and out, since past few months now. Somehow I was never really satisfied with it, I don’t know why but something about it always irked me, well, I finally made up my mind to leave as it is, and just let you guys decide on how it has turned out in its current state. This was clicked over a year ago at one of my neighborhood parks, New Delhi, India.