Bidding Adieu - Mumbai

Mumbai, City of Dreams, where everyone’s dream gets a shape

Was not as generous as to me & sort of did nothing but to ape.

May be because, I had dreams, which I was not strong enough to pursue

I waited long enough & all this time I kept myself in the queue.

Finally, when I realize what I am born for & what I am destined to do

All of a sudden, it does not seem to be such a hard nut to chew.

What, it though means, is Mumbai is done with me

Asking me to flee as I am through with my spree.

Now, when I sit alone on a cloudy night at my place all set to leave

Memories come flashing by forcing me for the one last time to relive

I am inscribing the twinkling & the souls that I would never be able to forget

As I leap into the dark poignant horizon & get dowsed with the cold sweat.

Those late night “Gyan” sessions by Sourav

Which I had to repeat before exams in the morning

Look on Naveen’s face after a golden duck each single time

And the passionate and demonstrative activity of mourning

Manish feeling like a champ

After those early morning football matches

Puneet grieving over his yoga exams

Trying to impress the teacher in anticipation of some patches.

Kanak trying to flaunt her long silky hairs

In an attempt to attain, I wonder, what

Long SMS chats with Shweta in the class

And the way she concluded it every time with the signature “Chal - Hatt”

Avinash getting jumpy with the speed of the fan at night

When he pretty well knew the regulator’s not even working.

Anand with his meaningless “Grohe” chit-chats

Once I see his work timings, bloody it feels I am the only one toiling.

Sanskrati with her prompt BBM replies

And the constant brooding about office given blackberry

Pratik’s ever so new experiments with his camera

And by Josh & Jashn trying to attain glory.

Special Mention : - Nitesh Maheshwari, Romit S. Sharma & Sumit Jalan

Guys, I am going to miss you all. Be in touch. My World will never be the same without you guys, and, please forgive me for the bad poetic sense of mine. 3 glasses of beer & some vodka shots & it seems like music to me. You guys are in sagacity; so read at your own discretion.