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Slice of life in Maximum City

Summer crescent was riding high in Maximum city,

walked miles in the sweltering heat,

craving for cane juice to quench the thirst.

Trains ambled at the station,

whistle of station master,

crowd wriggle their way inside the jam packed local.

A taste of humans gone berserk, refreshing cane juice and trains.

Slice of life in the city that never sleeps,

hope keep us alive, spirit of the city make us grow leaps and bounds.






Work-in-progress, seeker and bundle of contradictions. Stubborn and Refusal to grow up and constantly in search of myself, I blurt it out on my space. Drop in and share some love. Indian by choice.

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