[ Featuring Aniruddha Saha, Arka Chakraborty, Subharaj Ghosh, Protyay Chakraborty, Ralph Pais, Rajarshi Das ]
Stacks of books
All seem the same
When you stand a bit far away
A closer look and you know
This one's for you
Cigarettes
Scattered shards
And shattered pieces of earthen pots
Embellish the roads for you
This one's for you
Striding feet
Thoughts too deep
It's afternoon, they're deep asleep
There's too much time on hands
This year is leap
Though there's time to rise
Open your eyes
Perhaps the price is small
But why pay at all
Though the rules that now amuse
Will make some lose
Night sky
Devoid of stars
Unheard screeches, unserviced cars
Oh the cacophony brewed
Just for you
Blind faith
In all that's yours
Her sins are fine, are you sure
The girl who stands accused
Is someone's muse
At the bar
You call for a drink
But on your table, no glasses clink
May the drunken man once think
You're just like him
There's no place to hide
Once you have died
To hell with your pride
All your clothes untied
Few people did cry
And the rest were left confused
The voyeur, he smiles at you
This one is for you
At the stage
You call for a change
And once again, he says he must arrange
He says, he's in those shoes
Just for you
City hues
Confined to few
You dare to say they've been enforced on you
Live wires hanging loose
Just for you
