The Dark Side of the world

Ever wondered about the two faces of the world?

The non-enchanting dull days and the beautiful, mysterious nights

Love those drives down on those lonesome freeways with dim lights and hidden exits.

People half asleep in the day light gets their cells charged up and cruise the downtown with increased zest and vigor. Every corner is unpredictable and that is its charm.

Night dwellers are getting bolder with the aid of the dark.

Deals are going on in the small cafes which are low flying for the radars. Every one is a thug with there attitudes blown out of proportion.

Getting intoxicated in every step, gets a high out of every breath filled with spirit, cigar and what not

All races blend on the streets, blacks, whites, rich and the poor.

A world of sins, a world of pleasure, a world of debauchery, a world of deceit…

Homeless and millionaires cross their paths and a moment of socialism where every one lives in that second.

People screaming out of the limousines, beggars getting beaten up, drunken teenagers unaware of the struggles ahead…

Tall buildings all lit up, dark alleys, low life, hookers, little girls over the balcony, drunk people, maze, open shops, nightclubs, show bars, video centers, drug dealers, neon lights..

Where the mean spirits hover, where the vampires comes out of those doors and where the stray dogs watches every signals.

Sewers smoking the manholes, workers hurrying to finish the constructions, strippers trying to get home..

Street cleaning starts cleaning up the scum, blood, tears and joy from the roads. If they ever could know the night is going to fall again.

Dawn takes away the charm…the cells charged out and again back to the depressed day light…where the routine starts, life moves in a predictable path, fake smiles, sober looks and less mean.