A deserted desert..

Since we have a surplus of it..

I can't help but think of spending my winters in the desert

and I don't mean the traditional sort "mukhayam"

I wanna take it up a notch..

I only wish for a simple, elegant, modern desert house..

far away from everything..

anything..

secluded in the naked fields..

No TV

No Cell phones

Nothing superficial.. but me..

I can be whoever I want

invite whoever I want

uninvite whoever I want..

I'm free!

pretty horses trotting at the break of dawn..

no frawn

just a pinch of bitter cold

enveloping my soul in a wornout cloak

warm cup of tea in hand

birds sway with the delicate wind..

sun rays transcend

through my vulnerable eyes..

a piano concerto in the background..

shunning all disguise..

emptiness all around..

This is how I like it..