Wednesday, 11 November 2009

My best friend at Mumbai and me..

My Best friend and me...
My Best friend at Mumbai and me...

In a city that's dwelled by millions,
where one gets lost in the crowd,
crowd of friends or aliens.
Walking with noise within and outside so loud
I go to its refuge and seek peace,
I blabber and speak till my mind's ease
with no record of hours, hours slip by in its company..
I ask questions in the waves of mind,
answered or not answered by it,
Yet I seek its company..

That touch of wind and its lapping waves going back and forth..
hitting the rocks, breaking the silence
those bubbly bubbles and the froth ...
medidation previals in its silence..

who cares for those lovers behind,
who cares for blarring sound of the traffic behind, who cares
till you get to see your friend - the ocean,
so vast with brim full of water and the peppiness of the waves and the wind,
inspiration it is for me
that sea...
Marine lines, sea and me..

I love this place, I love my friend..
to whose refuge I always depend..
Thats the story of my best friend at Mumbai and me

Monday, 2 November 2009

Some one rightly said " When the student is ready, the teacher appears"