Pic of the day

Pic of the day
Somehow, she's always the one up here.

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Bombay, baby!

Will this city ever sleep
and allow people to just meet?
Will this city calm down
and not worry about suburb and town?
Will its pace ever lower
and allow the smelling of a flower?
Will this city switch gears
to allow someone to draw near?

These questions are not new.
It is why people are drawn to
this financial capital,
this rat-race haven.
If you're not born here,
you move here out of craving.

Crave the height,
crave the pace,
crave the dream
to change your face.

You must crave,
you must be hungry.
It's what separates the stars
from all sorts and sundry.

You must crave, you must be hungry.
The mantra to success.
Do or do not, there is no try
in the pursuit of happyness.