This city does not need more concrete,
Or glass or steel or flyovers
Or metros or cars or odd&even.
This city does not need any season
Any flower any migrant nor any expat.
Neither does it need breweries or neon lit seductive night clubs.
It does not need farmhouses or big fat, soon to be broken, weddings.
No need for school, colleges or multi speciality hospitals.
It does not need BJP or Congress or AAP...
What it needs are corners.
Corners where fireflies serenade the darkness.
Corners where I can bump into you every alternate day and fragrant night.
Corners where I can get to know you a little better... perhaps a little later.
I want to call them Green corners,
Islands, oasis in this sundried compulsion, called a city.
Or glass or steel or flyovers
Or metros or cars or odd&even.
This city does not need any season
Any flower any migrant nor any expat.
Neither does it need breweries or neon lit seductive night clubs.
It does not need farmhouses or big fat, soon to be broken, weddings.
No need for school, colleges or multi speciality hospitals.
It does not need BJP or Congress or AAP...
What it needs are corners.
Corners where fireflies serenade the darkness.
Corners where I can bump into you every alternate day and fragrant night.
Corners where I can get to know you a little better... perhaps a little later.
I want to call them Green corners,
Islands, oasis in this sundried compulsion, called a city.
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