"We watch in reverence, as Narcissus is turned to a flower."

"A flower?"

Timeless songs, memorable performances.

Because there can be one, just one Peter Gabriel. Happy 64th.

But on this most auspicious of nights, permit me then, in lieu of the more commonplace soubriquet, to suggest the character of this dramatis persona. Voila! In view humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the “vox populi” now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin, van guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition.

The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous.

Verily this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it’s my very good honour to meet you and you may call me V.

— V , V for Vendetta
“Science, like nature, must also be tamed,
With a view toward its preservation”
— Neil Peart (Rush)
“We build too many walls and not enough bridges.”
— Isaac Newton

The Force India VJM007.

Happy Republic Day, indeed. :)

There never has been, never can be, never will be a band like them.
The Holy Triumvirate.
Rush.  There never has been, never can be, never will be a band like them.
The Holy Triumvirate.
Rush. 

There never has been, never can be, never will be a band like them.

The Holy Triumvirate.

Rush. 

“Ability will never catch up with the demand for it.”
— Confucius

The irresistibly photogenic blanket of clouds. En route Hyderabad, from Calcutta.

“I was like a boy playing on the sea-shore, and diverting myself now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.”
— Isaac Newton