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My city, my heart and limitless heights


Glittering lights,

soaring to limitless heights,

Chaos is thy name,

obsession,

pride,

identity,

home to the homeless,

dash of rainbow,

sprinkle of rain,

mad rush,

where hope is worn on the sleeve,

I wear my city on my heart,

for it doesn’t know how to stop

it’s our universe,

giving us opportunity in abundance

love can be an obsession

my city shows how

it has a place and space for everyone,

doing things off limit

the slowest gathers pace in the city

it runs in our veins.

Love

V

 

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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.

44 thoughts on “My city, my heart and limitless heights

      1. My kind of place. Seriously, I’m a city person, and my take on it is, if you’re a big city, and a capital (thinking of Finland here), you better go round the clock. Then again, winters are pretty cold in Helsinki, so I get the logic. But, on the other hand, with people reluctant to go back into the cold but being huge drinkers, bars would make a killing. But then you have the alcohol problem again. You really can’t run this.

      2. I am such a big city dude, a place that has no limit and making me running, like you say go round the clock. I am also in winter on the island, faraway from my city. Wine and scotch always helps…hehe got a VAT 69 bottle for company. Once in a while kinda social drinker I’ve turned with two to three pegs on a day:)

      1. Mine is possessed by demons, goblins, gremlins, whatever they are. Probably all of the above. It’s also extremely ancient, being nearly four years old. If dog years are x7, smart phone years have to be at least x25. πŸ˜ƒ

    1. It’s amchi Mumbai only after saying there for 2 years. The place grows on you. But, the first love will always be Pune. Mumbai is so intriguing and never stop to amaze you. this world into itself:)

      1. Aah! I thought I understood. Good one. I’ve never liked Mumbai thought. Too chaotic and hot for me. I much prefer Pune though I’ll always be a Delhi girl at heart. Funny how places grow on you. You become possessive of then as if theyre your own property.

      2. Oh! Really! First time got a culture shock and ran away but when I shifted to Pune, kept going and fell in love. Didn’t know you a Dilli kudi πŸ™‚ Love your last line, you become so possessive of places. For it has always been Pune and Mumbai.

      3. I think it can happen when you are new to a place Andrew thrown out of your comfort zone. But staying independently and the fact that such cities grow on you define you for the rest of life.

    1. Yes Alok! It’s very true when you farway from the place you love the most. The past can be intriguing taking into account that you want to relive the moments. Perhaps, make new memories.

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