MAYANAGRI

MAYANAGRI

– nidhi singh 

The mayanagri, the city that never sleeps

They call her the fashion point

She’s were the Bollywood designs

She’s got Dharavi, biggest slum

She’s got the multi-millionaires

and the movie stars.

She murmurs the humongous traffic

 with twinkling  cars, the vadapav

and the 26/11 scar

she is Multi-lingual, multi-religious,
City of unusual weather

she is rich 

she is poor

she is fast and slow.

She asks you to stand together and will be on her own.

She shouldered my father when he was seventeen

Young and innocent who was trying to be the one with promising carrier

Now I am seventeen and was born and was handed to her

Now I am liable to her and want to be the way my father was

Now actually my entire family is liable to her.

Actually we all are to her.
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