A City Blessed

“Kasa Kai Mumbai”, reverberates in the city,

For all Mumbaikars, this is a joyful ditty!

Responding to that exuberant voice,

The day starts happily; it has but of course, no choice!

Alarms at the break of a dawn, tiffins on the way,

Running for the train, catch it he must; come what may!

In the midst of a sea of harried faces,

To the office faraway he all but races!

But there’s something in the bay’s air,

That is beyond compare;

However tired he may at the day’s end,

He still has the energy to a helping hand lend!

Be it a horrific attack or a natural calamity,

The city may be all weighed in and panicky;

Phoenix like the resilient Mumbaikar rises from its ashes,

And helps not just the distressed, but also to contain the clashes!

That in a word is the beauty of this city,

It’s got love for strangers and empathy in its kitty;

With folks like these the city surely is blessed,

They will never go down but will always ride the crest!