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Today when you walk through familiarity
Just for a moment give up on the haste Inhale the smell of ordinary Sweat soaked cottons Blending with that of Deodorants Inhale. The distinct smell of mediocrity Tickling the agitated nostrils Breathing tainted air Intoxicating the body, the mind and the strained little heart Anxious breathes hoping for redemption From the clutches of the cruel in-ambition The scent of fresh Marine Sandy salty sardonic Laced with the pungent essence of the wind that carries the burdens of Alas! And Oh! Breaking for moments our own strong veneer And those of fresh greens As the handful that remain Grow by the sides of concretes Form one quality breath to last the night Greens of the lady by the footpath sells And other hawkers in a rat race Ideas of tasteful and plush veggies being sold Under the shade of the giant banyan tree While strong smoke clouds free themselves to the air From the rustic metals of all that ply on the road The stale stink of dead swells And fore gone rivers clogged with plastics Of wasted waters and stored needs Accumulated Liabilities Depleting assets Along with the lasts of desires to live And clamped houses to streets With only four walls and one tin roof That host stories of struggles Cramped smell of absoluteness of All nothing's together forming a peculiar certain something The Smell of moisture and humidity And ironed silhouettes over Heaps of unwanted attention discarded dreams pilled with the Numerous inflicted atrocities And the cry of the mother nature I the form of heavy unpredictable rains The aroma of blended spices Ginger Elaichi and Mint Served in hot tea And boiled potatoes mashed in spices Fried to create the tasteful delights At small tapirs on the corners of gullys Paired with the wet soil and drenched khadis And so much more
In that breath you'll find that The disturbing peculiarity of this city is oddly comforting
