A pedestrian righteous man walks on one of the planets of the universe and collects sea-shells of events on the beaches of life. This collection is a poetic expression of minuscule emotions scattered and introspection into mannerism and habits of human society. One sings a lunatic song as one housewife loses her almirah's key.; while in an open field, a giant Wall replaces an empty piece of land meant for lovers and grazing of the cows. At another time and place, Mister Sunday enjoys a break from office duty and embrace the hours only for him. A kid in a village asks the sparrow where to find water in this summer where water is everywhere yet not a drop to drink. At last the rain come. Bring the storms with it. Wash away the sins of civilization. Yet photo frame of an ancestor hangs at a corner of a room and someone smiles as she looks at the dead man on the beautiful beach as the death of a freeze-moment. At a distance, appear debris of the falling of sky and a clash of morality looms large. The garlands float away on the river, carries memories - sweet and sour. Does it carry the mantra - Work is God and God is bliss! But still, amidst myths and folklore of religion, science and logic try a little more and lead us to the land of Moon and attempt to conquer Mars. but liberal thoughts attempted to be put in the cuckoo's nest - the morality of a race usurped by the anaconda of merchandised sponsors who may tempt the basic instinct of the masses to catch the consumer honey-bees in their flying nets and make Aladdin lamp a laughing stock. Later when the Trojan liberals raise their heads from the dead ashes like Phoenix and ask for restoration of the basic needs of the cavemen enjoyed since the dawn of the human race. Any new-bee kid too would ask any mother the same, the anaconda readies its body for the prey. Goebbels and opium of religion fight a river stream of clear thoughts as they sprouts and adore the earth like an all-starry night sky. Not everybody ape to be smart yet the enthusiastic today's smart boy throws a gala birthday party while the hungry people starve in want of a few grains. They have to live to die as the rich engage in war and strife. Tv-camera sells sops and opera while the powerless and the poor cry. Then the wait gets over. Millennium date arrives with mammoth global fanfare. And the balloons of wistful dreams begin to float. The faces begin to smile. Smile of joy spreads a distinct line on the moustache of surrendered soul. Love thy nature. And the ceremony happened in Xmas while Santa cheered " Ho Ho Ho".