Stop..Stop!!
Hurry..Hurry!!
What??
Did I hear you say ‘hello’ to me?
I will proceed back with a favour, but who are you, I don’t want to know.
My side story is just that I am running with no time to stop and look the face that crossed me,
no time to praise sun for the morning, no time to decide it is late at night
The streets are covered at 1 am, without a single hint to unsafe vibes, everyone is living their life and sometimes I feel this ‘no time’ is a boon for my type.
Gripes and breaks are for seconds,
you decide whom to choose, the break and comfort among packed luxurious cars
Or in the seconds pinch, find your right way.
Walk along the dazzle of sunset and look for peace, because peace is hard in your streets that go deep.
I am there to calm you from the hustles of full day,
I am there to make you relax from the tortures of noise,
End of every lane , you will find a silence from human noises, only the water flows to make sound and that drowns the thunder of hard day.
I am not a place to live, I am a place you dream
I am not an area you dwell, I am an area you smell
Like you,like them, everyone is here to become a gem
But what cost ??
Just a single life, experience the edge of hem this city of dreams hold.
Meet me, I am Mumbai, ‘Sapno ka shehar’!!
It knows well which shoe turns back to meet them again, until then new steps discover a new story!!