Garden of Eden 

From the eyes of the past 

Last ray of light 

The first day's sun
asked
at the new manifestation of being-
Who are you?
No answer came.
Year after year went by,
the last sun of the day
the last question utters
on the western sea-shore,
in the silent evening-
Who are you?
He gets no answer.

- Tagore

In search of greener pastures 

Alone 

No room, no room, the boat is too small.
Loaded with my gold paddy, the boat is full.
Across the rain-sky clouds heave to and fro,
On the bare river-bank, I remain alone -
What had has gone: the golden boat took all.

- Tagore

Welcome to my world 

End of a tiring day... 

Cry me a river 

Sail over the rainbow 

Fallen idols 

To the next life 

Close of business 

Glorious Dawn

A day of rest

The touch of dawn

Thinking of you...

Light at the end of the tunnel

Early birds

End of the road

Another day, another dollar...

Uplift