Friday, May 13, 2016

At the Chowpatty













It reminds me of the time
when I had a dog.
And a disobedient one at that. 
He'd pull on his leash,
taking me wherever he wanted.
Through mud and muck.
Through puddles and slush. 
Through grass and flower beds
nonchalant he would tread. 
And he'd also pull me  through 
bad days and tough times. 
May be that's how 
they ended up here this morning.
Into the grey water across a sandy beach.
A wagging tail, a hanging tongue,
four wet paws and two wet feet. 


Inspired from a photograph by Nasar Husami

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