The Salvation Army, Red Shield House
The streets of Colaba their colorful mirth,
The dangling jhumkas of causeway,
and the ancient vibe of Regal.
We cherish those aesthetics
more than clicking a picture
with Taj or The Gateway of India.
We instead wake up at 5 am,
to take a train at 6 in order
to catch the incredible sunrise,
with ships running ashore
and us ready with cameras,
to capture the sky.
-To our Mumbai Diary.
What does the colour yellow mean to you?
Do you perceive hope and sunshine?
Or does it manifest nostalgia?
Standing the testimony of time, wrath of nature and greed of man,
Each street has a story to tell-
It could be of paved paths, signals and signboards,
of chopped off trees and railway lines.
Or it could be yours.
Of a casual stroll with friends,
of your favourite sandwich stall,
the one with your office
or the one
with the march for equality.
Chronicling personal memoirs
and collective histories.
Aren't you eager to listen to their tales?
Who even learnt about life by reading textbooks?
We learnt it by walking lanes
with people selling coconut
across from Starbucks.
We learnt it by walking streets
with no lights
yet inhabited by the homeless.
We learnt it by walking
miles and miles wondering
How many hands put these bricks together to create beauty?
Only if everyone could learn that much by walking!
Couldn't wait till I got outside
Wondering, what the world be like
But I see the world so different now
But there is a place by the sea
and that's my town - Sigrid