Machaltee aashayyein, thirakktey kadam,
kuch boondey pasiney ki, kuch cutting chai paani kum,
uchaltey sapney, bade karam,
chaka chond ki zindagi,
armaan behizaab, muskuraatey gham,
lahu ke samjhautey, bhadaktey ashq,
saja bazaar umeedo ka ya numaish dardo ki,
ek andhera kuan, ya aashaon ka bawandar,
koi bikta hua aashiyana, ya chaltey waqt ka fasaana...
koi kahey issey apna, koi paraaya,
yeh tez maanjey se lipti patangon ka aasamaan,
ye saccheyy jhooton ki dagariya,
aamchi Mumbai Nagariya.
-Pushkaraj Shirke
In retrospect of the early nineties of the city I've watched burn a generation alive (1989-1993)
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If nostalgia has a kind, i'd quite be stuck on the kind that includes black beer bottles, a yellow halogen mumbai street, pav bhaji nites, nightlong ganpati mandals, fiats and matadors, frocks and duppattas, roaring RX 100s and hockey sticks for conflict resolution.
ReplyDeleteThe Mumbai i grew up in.