Is your mind spinning?
is your heart weak?
Is everything u loved slowly slipping away?
Isnt it strange,the way things are changing?
Is there space for a pure mind?

Is the world doomed?
Or are we lucky to be alive?
Theres flood in the desert
And drought in the fertile plains.
Is it strange or funny?

Are miracles ironic?
do good things make u feel bad?
Its hard to understand.
Are u real?
What are you in the first place?

Is fame essential?
Can money really get u things u want?
Its seems so much like that now.
Will tht change later?

Is everybody turning evil?
Does self satisfaction bring happiness?
Who are u to ask?

Super powers
All around
Wrestling for power!!
Its over now yeah its over!!
Hear the sound of the marching drums
yeah now its over!!

here they come
its good vs.evil
once again!!
Who's evil is upto you to decide
which side u gonna be on?
its been like this all along
and the answer to this question is the hardest to be found

Do u believe u will win?
Atleast survive?
Is there reason
Or is everybodys mind
A swamp filled with death?
Can u think clearly?
or atleast see where ur going?

Save us
Save yourself
Save this place I call home
Save my heart
Save our souls!!

Feel the pulse
Of the new genertion
the world is changing yeah !!

Feel the fury
of creation,
of nature
At its angriest

Feel your heart
its beating faster
and your so scared of it all yeah !!

Its funny how u
Want it all
but are
still so afraid to get it.
The wars have begun
and u still dont know
who U r fighting?

Its so easy
Its so clear
Its all around but u cant see it
Can you?
Its so perfect
its so tangible
But u cant feel it

Go on
try ur best
but u cant get to it
go on
Go on try!!

Pune roads

During the rains,the roads as usual turned bad.So i came up with this.Worse than the roads but its ok.

Almost heaven,
west maharashtra
small green mountains
big mulah river -
Roads are old there
Older than the trees
bumpier than the mountains
holey like the cheese

Pune roads,where we roam
Filled with holes all along
West Maharshtra, messy baba
Where we roam, on pune roads.

All the gaadis shattered round here
Man and lady, stranded in the water
Brown and muddy, clouds are in the sky
Watery taste of cutting chai
Raindrops drops in my eye

Pune roads,where we roam
Filled with holes all along
West maharashtra, messed up babaa
Where we roam, On pune roads

I hear her voice
In the mornin hour she calls me
The radio jockey on Radio mirchi
And drivin down the road I get a feelin
That I should stay at home everyday, everyday.