Indian Thinker : Mr Endangered Thoughts

  A city which I came in haste, a city with a lot of taste. Mumbai now but Bombay then, and no one knows here when is when. Cars and trains and jumbo trucks, Metro, Mono, Sea link works. Fun and feisty when it gets, But I have only been here nuts. May be its not this city, that I didn't find this city witty.

  One thing is to lose something, It is different when you know you will lose and you wait for it to happen. It is a feeling of certainty in uncertainty.  It feels horrible, it feels mad, It feels as if a pound of iron on your chest. No other way to get rid of it, you move, you wait and you calmly anticipate. You need to reach there at that time,  the time which feels distant every time. It will come, for sure it will come But till then I have to carry this numb.