We live
We awaken
We run
We work
We worry
We laugh
We frown
We jostle
We cram
We breathe…just about
We gape
We jump
We run
We carry
We drip….blood, sweat and tears
We walk
We sleep
We awaken
We survive
……………….
We awaken
We run
We live
We awaken
We run
We work
We worry
We laugh
We frown
We jostle
We cram
We breathe…just about
We gape
We jump
We run
We carry
We drip….blood, sweat and tears
We walk
We sleep
We awaken
We survive
……………….
We awaken
We run
and
We dont “kill” those bast****
We let them go
- felt gd to knw ur fine.
we suffer…
we lose…
we die.
Good to know you are safe…TC!
we love
Damn !!! We do too many things..
..Me
Smithy … nice to know that u r fine. Hope the same for ur family & friends. Take care.
We booze!
Good to know u r safe!
Migh as well booze…celebrate the spirit of Mumbaikars.
Cheers,
SK
and….we blog!
We tremble. We shiver. We shudder. But we still push ourselves to walk again. I hate being this way but there just isn’t a choice is there? Thank you everyone for the comments.
and we get blocked!!
We get taken for granted…
i was in mumbai at that time. the next morning at 7, i travelled through all the stations which were bombed. what struck me was the complete eradication of evidence. nothing could be seen that could incite anyone. no anger. no hatred. no digust. no life. under the surface was an unknown fear. and that was not strong enough to stop them from walking the roads again. is that good or bad?
you forgot to say..
“we think”
“we feel”
“we forgive”
“we move on”
“we let go”
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