For they move away

You meet someone,
and they go away,
you like someone,
you just cannot say

You have reasons to let go,
you have no time, their out the door,
seasons go by,
You still await to say your final goodbye.

But you can't..
You found yourself in them haven't you,
Its hard to let go,
Seasons go by without the sun,
Its time to drive towards the end,
To complete things that seem left undone.

Tourist in Bombay

I goggled Bombay today.  I came across one Blog One Way Bombay, its this American girl who has written stuff about Bombay. It makes me realize how much I know about this place I have stayed here for 22 yrs and haven't yet seen The Gateway of India I know shame on me. But as I have been in Bombay forever and as much as I know I love this place so much I won't leave it any sooner I know those things will always be there for me. But I think its time to pay tribute to my hometown see this place and write about it, for all those people like me who have taken it for granted.

Be a tourist in my own city Bombay Here I come...