Rajarshi says: flickering glimpses, that’s all…fire is satan’s only friend, the music is in tumultuous days…

Moon washed avenues and flickering nights,
Vignettes of laughter and dizzy dancing,
The frozen chocolate Cadillac…
Marooned in the insomniac sands,
The fragrance of ivy light every hope,
Hopes for the promised jazz…
Dare to dream?