Monthly Archives: April 2006

Last night we gently spoke
as the wind blew and mosquitoes
buzzed near my Pepsi gulp
we gently felt confusion and delight
love and respite
we gently thought what if
or why or why not
There was the city in twinkling
yellow lights as gentle wind blew
as only we knew what we slightly felt
in Shahrukh songs and Jovi rhymes
in back streets of lokhandwala
and playgrounds of Vishnu