Mumbai a place to be or not to be?

When patience and helplessness turns into anguish and hatred… Another event in the history of Mumbai….another surprises…shocks…tears…and another series of condemns! Are we getting used to this bullshit crap which keeps happening repeatedly? The government just seems to take us for granted…and we like fools are letting them do so! The government came in action

Poem – Eyes

It’s like a speck of dirt, In a background pure and white, Like the shining bright moon, In the darkness of the night. There are eyes that speak, The deepest feelings unspoken, And there are eyes which reveal, The pain of a heart that’s broken. There are aged eyes of a mother, Full of love