Mumbai's deadly local train
The small memory lane,
That's the Mumbai's deadly local train.
Where I see people tripping over death in rushing,
Even when there is hardly a minute gap in another train coming.
Where I see some people are lost in the world of music and some shopping,
Whereas some people are busy talking and some sleeping.
Where I hear ads like "every wednesday is a jumbo vada pav day" at 6am,
And the other side I hear bhajans sang by the group of overenergetic mens.
Where I see people stunting at the doors like superheroes,
Even when there is a vacancy to sit, makes them the ultimate zeroes.
Where I see some people engrossed in newspaper,
And some who are deeply lost in admiring nature.
Where I see beggars trying to earn their daily bread,
Whereas some are just busy on their phone being engaged.
I have many memories as often I feel nostalgic,
And if I try to recollect those experiences, I can't take it coz a few still make me feel pathetic.
That's the Mumbai's deadly local train.
Where I see people tripping over death in rushing,
Even when there is hardly a minute gap in another train coming.
Where I see some people are lost in the world of music and some shopping,
Whereas some people are busy talking and some sleeping.
Where I hear ads like "every wednesday is a jumbo vada pav day" at 6am,
And the other side I hear bhajans sang by the group of overenergetic mens.
Where I see people stunting at the doors like superheroes,
Even when there is a vacancy to sit, makes them the ultimate zeroes.
Where I see some people engrossed in newspaper,
And some who are deeply lost in admiring nature.
Where I see beggars trying to earn their daily bread,
Whereas some are just busy on their phone being engaged.
I have many memories as often I feel nostalgic,
And if I try to recollect those experiences, I can't take it coz a few still make me feel pathetic.
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