Hi,

Back from my hibernation and this time I'm writing a short poem on the myriad colors that I think make up for the imagery of Mumbai. Recently, I read that the colors of our taxis are going to be changed to a beige with brown trimmings. I've expressed my views on this change through the poem below. Hope it's a good enough explanation.



Colors that define Mumbai city~~

In Mumbai every colour has a story to tell
It's what defines this city, that some call heaven and hell

The cemented gray and the mossy greens
Are surrounded by the intense blue of tarpaulin

Turn around and you will notice
that not a wall or even a corner is left unblemished

Red designs and sprays of yellow
Make most people squirm and bellow

Signs don't mean much " Please don't spit"
Is just too much!

The whiteness of the zooming political cars
Is in stark contrast to the black money of these czars

Of common people and rush hours
Of jangling bangles and marigold flowers

Traveling by the black and yellow luxury
Against the crowded red bus, which seems like drudgery

Black crows and gray rats
Live in peaceful co-existence and have no spats

The amber that spreads across the evening sky
Makes my heart go sigh!

Colorful people and a colorful city
Changing a single thing would be such a pity!

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