over there, she sits. a cigarette between her fingers, a blue skirt upto her dainty feet. the waves foam as they hit the shore. the sea streches before her. she stares into it, a serenity numbs her. the sun sits at the horizon. the sky is a deep red, as if bleeding with her. there are children playing in the water. they jump at every wave, as if to show their superiority. the sea laughs at their innocence, a roaring laughter.
her face is flushed. she watches the frame of some men playing deeper in the sea. there are lovers, more under the waves than above them. the sea protects them. there are couples walking the beach leaving trails of footsteps behind them. footsteps in the sand, she laughed, to be washed off by the water. there are millions of colours in front of her, dancing in the water.

the sun sets.


"..i'm not a concept, i don't complete anyone, i don't make anyone alive. i'm just a fucked up girl who's looking for my own peace of mind."


eternal sunshine of the spotless mind-
each prayer accepted, each wish resigned.


and the scenes just melt into each other, so beautifully, that even if you didn't want to watch it, you would, for even just the colours and the pictures on the screen convey so much emotion.
it just gets better every time i watch it. like rahman's music.



and questions are the answers you might need.


comin' in a mess, going out in style,
i ain't good lookin', but i'm someone's child.
noone can give me the air that's mine to breathe.

(lyrics from d'you know what i mean, oasis)