Seasons in the life of a Young Woman

A young friend recently left the Mumbai corporate working life, for a slightly more sedate and regimented life , doing academics in Hyderabad. Turns out that you can take a person out of Mumbai , but cannot take Mumbai out of someone's heart. Named after the Ocean, she currently pines for a life that includes activities and friends, at Marine Drive, Bandra Bandstand, NCPA , the Worli Seaface Promenade, and other landmarks that were part of her day...

Just a little something to console her ....


Every life
has a summer holiday;

Your's was Mumbai,
with
its fractured languages,
expressive
public transport,
waves crashing against
seaside promenades,
as some snuggle
together
with a spicy wada pao
while some others,
sipped
starry wine
butlered meals,
shooting Juhu stars,
amidst embelishments
from Zara;

But the
seasons change,
the school year
happens,
and amidst
late nights slogging,
endless coffee
cursing some,
a straighter road,
a more sedate walk,
but
loving some
gleaming bangles,
eyes watery
due to biryanical spices,
its time to
get back to books.

To make the next summer
even
more brilliant....