Dreams of a forgotten time.

aloque | 31/05/2004, 06:42 hrs

One by one, reborn to night,

a glittering ticker tape

of street lights, traffic lights,

smog clouded star-light,

gild the city night-scape.



Alone against time, ravaged

but standing, a stone clad fort

regains its beauteous image,

taking me back to the age

when with love it was wrought.



Artificial blue, red and green,

try and unfold long lost tales,

uncurtain cob-webbed dreams,

relive lives of a king and queen,

and of love that lives unassailed.



Senses obscured by emotion,

see what happened once, can be

once again. Hope. Possibility.

Colours fade into a black ocean,

and I, aching, return to reality.


I cannot seem to get over my golkonda fascination/obsession. there is a spot near my place from where i can see the light show in the distance and it always takes my breath away

Current Mood: Mooney
Current Music: Headstrong - Trapt

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Responses to Dreams of a forgotten time.

  1. Cool. I'm happy. Wonderful words to say what you said yesterday. :D

    Great going.

  2. This is an inspiring story on Hyderabad that I heard when I moved in about 10 years ago.

    The lover prince Mohammed Quli Qutub Shah is also a man of words - his shairs are still popular today and I was lucky to chance upon this site which has a sampling of his works, with translation. Die-hard romantics may read them with tissues kept handy nearby, just in case :)

    There was another verse attributed to him, which I read in an AP Tourism brochure - about how Hyderabad would be the ocean in which fish from different parts of the world would arrive, thrive, mutliply etc etc. What I read in the brochure was much more inspiring than my attempt at quoting it :) I wish if someone can quote that for me - the original lines and the translation.

    Btw, excellent posts, aloque :)

  3. thanks aran and specially JLU (just a little unwell?) for the link.
    just read it. the dude must have lost something in translation i think!

  4. methinks Id like to goto that spot near your place, watch the show from a distance, and chillllll...

  5. JLU,

    "Let millions of men and women of all castes, creeds and religion make it their abode, like fish in the ocean."

  6. Aloque, yup. Btw, doc, if you can't make out an unwell person from an abbreviation, I wonder how you would go about diagnosing your patients' ailments :) Jus joking, no offence.

    Aran, that was beautiful, thanks a tonne. Searched hard on the net for that quote and couldn't succeed. I guess his dream has come true, as we really find people of all creeds, castes and religions have made this city their abode. It pays to articulate a vision, afterall.

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