The City plays ‘truth or dare’ with anyone who cares to spend a moment with her- in love or otherwise
The city never pretends – she displays and glorifies the labour behind hand pulled rickshaws unabashedly.
She displays her new found love for the phone brazenly – the occasion and the people merely exist to justify her time spent with a lover.
She lives on the slip roads and the gully and it is there where she shows herself.
The city still dresses up in starched bright clothes every morning. She shows up the same way as she did a century back. The modern day din of sinful sugar does not deter her.
Its not only sugar though- the city provides for everyone.
She embraces the migrants and makes them her own – and makes sure they get the food of their liking
And she does all this with a smile.
When it comes to love and food- the city makes sure everyone gets a fair share and the humans do not grab it all.
Though , she can be reticent at times
The city tries in vain to touch up and hide her age. She fails repeatedly in the effort. This failure makes her quite liberal to jaywalkers. It’s as if she spares her lover some space in exchange for her age.
Her unkempt look fans romanticism but draws sharp criticism from the worldly wise
Age and love has led to a build up of flab all over – still she manages to create new ways for her lovers to reach where they want
The city never tires of telling a story – she keeps it short for the busybodies. Maybe she has spent too much time with literature ignoring the practical.
The city is all she has left. She tries in desperation to keep up with the times and the phones.
Will she be capable of doing so or fade away from her amour with time?
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