The spirit of Mumbai

A beautiful & chilly morning.
Along with the sun, saw Mumbai’s spirit and passion rising.
The race day saw thousands on the street. 
People were up and running on their feet.

The athletes led and ran to glory.But the commoners scripted a spirited story. 
Running for fun or running for a cause. 
The roads were abuzz with cheers and applause. 

As the morning grew on and the sun shone bright.
More music & more colour appeared, making it a glorious sight.
People of all ages put on their running shoes.
Singing and egging the participants on,mumbai displayed all its vibrant hues.

Amongst all the zestful runners, I was there too.
Running and crossing kilometres, walking for the remaining few.Loved the spunk and mood on the road,enjoyed running.
Mumbai marathon you were once again simply stunning.

The emotion and joy of crossing the finish line.
The elation of creating new personal best record time.
The satisfaction of completing the race.
It doesn’t get better than this, superb till end from the base.



After a few pegs…..

The joys of insanely laughin
Its the best feeling under the sky shining.

Random stupid stories and silly talks.
Every word spoken is plain awesome, it rocks.

The high in the air and the high in the heart.
Brings out the happy,feels free, and fresh, feels class apart.

Without any music the feet dance away.
Stumbles and topples, the body swings and sways.

The laughter sounds get louder and louder.
But hey, we don’t care ,the night just got prettier and crazier.

Amongst the fun making and screaming, a lil emotion seeps in through.
After all the discussion was long due.

Everyone is amused and in deeper madness we sink.
Our life at this moment is blooming like pink.

No this aint just 2 friends talking lots.
This is the after effect of gulping down a few pegs and shots.