over a glass of rum
Tuesday, January 26, 2016
A Song 8
At Marine Drive
in Arabian Sea,
Kabir and Tuka,
parked at traffic signals
switching colours,
wait;
cars, bikes, Ganges, Indrayani flow by
in haste,
no time to waste;
desperate;
a Mumbai Katha.
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