
Attired in their finest costumes
With their flower braided hair.
They tip toed their way to His beautiful idol,
But they knew, He was everywhere.
Simi
Through the lens of Sujay
Attired in their finest costumes
With their flower braided hair.
They tip toed their way to His beautiful idol,
But they knew, He was everywhere.
Simi
Through the lens of Sujay
Don’t desire too much balance,
Logic has to be axed once in a while.
Meticulous people may make their lives miserable,
Their thoughts are muddled, they neither can walk not fly easy for a mile.
Let go of all your inhibitions,
Make sure to yourself, you are truly just.
Lest you realise, it’s already too late,
Neither to sky nor on mother earth you can adjust.
Simi
As captured by Sujay
The streets looked huddled and full of hustle bustle,
He was just steering his way through.
Amongst faces, few masked and few appearing naive,
Contemplating, which was fake and which was true
Simi
Through the lens of Sujay