Took an early evening spice-jet
off to Mumbai, we were all set.
In no time it lands, saw many rubbing hands
We search for gold, but came across cold
Sudhir's house, cozy bed of rose..
up with the sun rise, in sp in no time..
Sid with questions and I with reasons:)
with the evening's sunset and twilight,
Juhu had footballers, in their own right.
chats, Vada pav and the pan,
time well spent for the bon vivant
Mithya was on mind next,
it didn't disappoint us to that extent
slept the peaceful me, woke up for cutting tea.
Go-air's delay a shame, 4 hrs near
found the gold this time for a beer.
back home we are, but not before a drama,
who cares; worth the trip it was, felt like Alabama.
Thanks to Sudhir and Sid
-Rajat
12th Feb 2008
1 comment:
This one is much more comprehensible than your previous poem !! :-)
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