Mumbai...My City!

A Long time Back I had a Little Conversation With A Random Old Man At Dadar ( Junction In Mumbai ) Station..! We were Talking about the Enormous Crowd and the Shocking way they were Hustling To Get On The Local Train..
The Question Just Happened To Slip From My Mind Onto My Tongue And Directly To His Ears And Rolled In His Mind!
"Was Mumbai Like This Before..?"
The Man Who Seemed to be Quite Responsive Earlier..Was Speechless !
Looking here and there..I Could Feel His Throat Being Choked Up !
Finally Answered.., (In Hindi) "Boy, You have no idea what You've asked Me..Back in those days, was the time when People Never Thought Seriously On The Name Of Their City...Mumbai Or Bombay ! (I Hope I Don't Get Smacked For This In The Mumbai That I Live Today)
Everything Was Calm Because Everything Was Simple..
I never denied when my Children wanted to Go Out Somewhere..! But Now I Do..Cos The World Around Me Asks Me For A Room For Denial ! This Is What Mumbai Has Become"
Some words which came out of his Mind Never Seem To Escape From Mine..
They Call Mumbai..The City That Possesses LIFE In It Every Single Moment..!
They Say.."Kuch Nahi Hoga India Ka..!"(Nothing Can Be Done About India)  I say..(Peacefully)"Leave India Then!"
Today 13.7.2011..Another Blast in 3 Different Places In Mumbai !
What Goes Around Comes Around..Right..? For My City, its the Sound Of Bombs!
Again Endless Suspects..Again Endless Court Sessions..Again Endless 'Breaking News' On Channels..!
May Be Some Company To Our Dear Old Baby 'Qasab' Who Is Happily Embraced By A Luxurious Life!
May Be My City Needs A Better Judiciary Handling These Cases..May Be Strict Enforcement And Security..May Be My City Needs A Social And A Political Makeover..But The Most Of All..My City Needs A Change!
I Seriously Hope In Future When A Child Is Asked To Write Few Lines On 'My City' Doesn't Write..
"My City Is Full Of Blasts"
I Remember A Line From a Famous Movie.."No Country In This World Is Perfect..We Need To Strive To Make It Perfect"
My City Craves For Awakening !
Thank You!

Diary Of a Clown

Oh! The people are in here and they're grabbing their seat all in a rush..
Well they ought to cos they're in Our world..Circus.
People step in for a while to scatter away their pain..
Oh! Ask me who hasn't ever Tapped feet out in Rain..
Well people call us with Many Discrete Names..
Joker..Clown..Buffoon..we always Pretend to Erase the Shame..
Oh! Today is a Big Day in the Month Of May !
Kids would want us to Make them mad in every possible way..
Oh! Now I'm here in the light with all white and a Mystic Red Curve on my Face..
As I Step ahead I Can Look the Tiny Tots Grinning at me with a Raise..
People Laugh..Some Glee...Few Applaud at the Sight..
Oh! Who knows about the death of my Mother..The previous Night..
I play with the colored Cue Balls..I Jump..I Make Faces..So they don't get Bored..
Oh! they are clueless how it feels never to get adored..
As I Keep On Moving..I glance at a Kid Wrapping the arm of his Mother looking at me..The Clown..
Looking at him..With the The Cue balls rolling in air..the Red curve on my face Gently falls down..
Welcome to my world Ladies and Gentlemen..
I am a Clown And I'm here To Entertain..
I Have to Make Everyone Out here Smile..
Even though Life Never Smiles At Me For a While..
Though Life Ain't loving me..Though Girls Don't Look at me..Though there ain't any close Mates..
I'll Make you roll in your Seats..I'll Make you Astound..Plus..Kids shout my name in their Town..
Who am I..?
A Clown :)