I decided to call off my romantic tryst; today was just not my day. The wanton Mumbai rains had e... I decided to call off my romantic tryst; today was just not my day. The wanto...

On the back seat of a speeding cab, On the back seat of a speeding cab,

This poem is about a cab driver wanting to interact with his customers This poem is about a cab driver wanting to interact with his customers

Let's leave for the station as fast as we can, Let's leave for the station as fast as we can,

An average cab driver, Who never skips the traffic signal, An average cab driver, Who never skips the traffic signal,