(photo by Shail Mohan)
Brick and Mortar
wall
to keep in
with a vengeance
w
And a few gaps
made on purpose,
to allow
dirty
rain-accumulate
washed stuff
to flow out.
But those
that learn to thrive
amid
exal
warmth of the tunnel,
and
the dampness in the eyes
of the walls;
Toge
they creep,
step
remnan
a
They have met such types before.
Inching ahead
they emerge
the mother branch
shie
from the sun.
Anothe
an
ano
anoth
Why do I think
this is the story of Mumbai?






