Strolling around the house, seeing corners that ceased to exist. The heavy rain gracing the night, Washed away my tiredness off the list. The power went out, but my torch gave me a sense of light. Did I just spot someone? Or was it me hallucinating 'cause of my fright? There were no candles that just 'Poof' ed nor any Crosses turning upside down. But I could sense IT's presence. I could feel my confidence drown. There were these cold whispers... That had no words to give it a meaning. Do they always appear in white..? Or do they strike from back without warning..? My little toe always had a mind of its own... Like always it dashed an object, led to me falling! After I heard a 'Thud' I caught a visual of someone's rotting feet, with abnormal posturing.. They say 'You must dream to fly'... But this entity had taken a shallow flight, It made a dramatic rush through the wall, Without causing a dent in sight... When my ...
You come to this city with hope and you dare to dream.
But sometimes dreams don’t become reality and you lose your self-esteem.
This city is running away from you, can you catch it?
The standard of living is high, can your life afford it?
You travel to many beaches, to catch the running waves.
But most of your life is spent on catching running trains.
This city is always on the move, no tragedy pulls its chains.
You cannot be a roadblock, because the ones who beg also change lanes.
Kya tum ne paaya, ya tum ne khoya?
Tum chuk gaye, toh kisne faayda uthaya ?
Logon ne idhar Sapno ki bhij boye.
Aur paison ke liye bahut roye.
Aake idhar tum apna naseeb azzmaoo.
Yeh hai Mumbai meri jaan, ho sake toh isme sama jaoo.
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