Serenity Poem by Sumita Jetley

In Mumbai's hum and endless buzz,
A woman walks, unfazed, because
Her luxury is not confined
To worldly goods that others find.

No smartphone's glow, no TV's glare,
For Priya's peace resides elsewhere.
Amid the rush, she stands apart,
A tranquil, still, and quiet heart.

Yoga at dawn, chai talks at noon,
She dances to a different tune.
A life less cluttered, full, and free—
An urban sanctuary, she.

And so we ask, what could we gain
From stillness midst the city's strain?
In busy life, what is our aim?
For Priya shows it's not the same.