Oh! Mumbai Poem by Rajkumar Mukherjee

OH! MUMBAI


Before the departing bells ring
My eyes are filled with haze
A lump blocks my throat
I feel I miss you Mumbai

I miss you for all your earnestness
Your apathy your sea-side coolness
Be it Marine Drive or Bandstand
Daily routine train journey
With back to back crowd and
Their ghastly sultry smell or
The vacant eyes of child in the road-side hut

I miss you for all your glories
Gratifications clean work-culture
And the vultures who runs the
Bull and bear shows in the stock exchange
Making the king a popper overnight

I miss you for the dare-devil damsels
Who easily open their souls to
Any one of their father’s age and
Offer them love anywhere you want them

I miss you Mumbai for the metamorphosis
Of various cultures languages religions
And people who interact together
Like a well-knit family all along


Rajkumar Mukherjee
On train to Kolkata
30-10-2008