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Mumbai-the city of dreams,of destiny,of riches.......

well i arrived in the city (in dadar stn) as the sun becokned for a new day..
I still remember the darkness of night givin slowly into the warthm of sun...
the cool breeze blowin past my face,my body achin coz of30 hrs in train...
It was 345 in the morning of 9th May,2006.

The first thing that struck me were the people...
their eyes,the look in thier face.
yeah its not bhubaneswar(my homie)..Definitely not..
the eyes were not lookin towards the day knockin on their heels..no
they were lookin far ahead
Not into the promises of the day ,its challenges..
half of them were as if they forgotten something yesterday...
the night didnt bother them,just too busy

y? i dare not ask?
busy to live???

Night does mean rest,Days dont bring newness to them.
All they want to survive..
Whoz early to board the train,to stand in an queue,to unboard the train,to reach offices or homes.

i donnt know if they return to their homes to find a wife waitin for a husband,a mom worried bout her child,a grand dad lookin for a playmate n maybe their own children waitin to be hugged..
what matters is 'll they survive tomorrow......

with some difficulty i board the train till Goregoan..
The scene inside the train being little more calmin,a bit comfortin
may be people are more assured now..
once they are on ther way to destiny..

Did i say Destiny???
well Destiny is what i saw in those eyes...
All were here to change it......