Siren Of The Arabian Sea
Every hour, she opens the door-(19°04′22″ N, 72°52′57″ E)
To them who come with dreams.
Some do keep up with her ever-changing pace,
While some are left panting and breathless on the floor.
She will pull you in- then push you away
But if you stand firm, and for long enough,
You will find yourself…
(Trapped) ankle-deep in her sandy embrace: 26ft above sea level.
Belongingness is only the debt that you pay-
For having lived here
Jara hat ke
Jara bach ke
Yeh hai Bombay
Meri jaan.
