A romantic poem....

We never value what we have, it is said

We never know, even when promises are pled,

Finally one day, when she slips from our fingers

From that day just a memory lingers.

When I set my eyes on you first,

With emotions my heart did burst

Although friends said there were better

My only thought “I should get her”..

After a long wait we were together

World became easy, light like a feather.

Whenever I came up against a wall

You were always there to take the call.

Your sweet voice would wake me from sleep

Reminding me daily of promises to keep,

Or  when lonely, to sing me a song.

It was always fun, all day long.

With a hand behind just holding you close

And in my mind when questions arose,

I used to move my fingers across your face,

And hope I could take you to every place.

Never feared how the directions lay,

Over the bridge or the next turn was the way,

I knew with you sitting by my side,

I’d never go wrong in any ride.

Many times before, when I feared I lost you

I cannot imagine how I got through.

But now that I know you are far from me

There is this hole that feels so empty.

Its hard to believe I have lost you now

To put it into words I cannot imagine how

Without you in my hands I feel alone

Oh, Where are you my Android phone!

Now read it again…. ;) ;)

Mumbai...

Mumbai. A city which people extol over and over. Frankly, a reason which I may not be able to see so clearly. Probably coz I have not been able to live life as fast as the city moves. Some day, down the line, probably this will all seem natural. But there is one thing to love about the city; to look at with thought and respect. The Marine drive. A whole 3 kilometre long stretch which contains people from every point in life. Babies, kids, working youth, adults and the old. Anything you want to classify mankind by, the people exist here.

Personally, I feel, that at any point if you ever feel that you might be feeling stuck or alone with problems, take a drive through this brilliant collection of humanity. Irrespective of the background, gender or roadblock in life you will see relevant people here. Every person will have a story. Even if it is to celebrate an occasions or mourn a stage in life, the place, the view is the same. The all absorbing sea.

At times it could be surprising that the same tranquil sea can play host to a person’s happiest moments while assuming the comforting role for someone else’s problem.. Observing this long stretch of myriad of humanity, one makes you wonder if any of it matters. Are we really unique in assuming whatever we ponder about in life. As an individual we assume that our problems are our own, our happiness or success are our own doing. But the fact that can be seen as we see the different kinds of people over this stretch is the randomness involved in life. At one glance, they are just a large number of bustling people, but on closer observation they are “you” at any point in your life. The lonely person with no job ponders over his future as the BMW driving family enjoys their day out with their family. As that family guides their 1 year old baby taking his successful steps by the edge of the walkway, two old friends share their moment catching up and feel the wind in their air as they recount stories from their youth.

That, in fact is the beauty of Mumbai. And frankly, that is the only place I have managed to love Mumbai till date. But for this plethora of mankind bustling at any time of the day, the trip is worth it.