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My City Has a Heart

My city has a heart you know
It holds my silences
It keeps my secrets
Its highways are my memory lanes
On them I travel back
To past moments…
To the smiles, kisses and tears
I left behind.

My city has a heart you know
I can feel its beat
Even as sirens and
Impatient drivers and busy people
With somewhere to go
And somewhere to be
Move on an endless loop
As if in a time-lapse video.

My city has a heart you know
Arterial to the highways
Forgotten, slow by-lanes
Await your return…
In my cab, the Bollywood film song
Strums our collective ache…
It touches a chord.
A tear drops.

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Live Like You Don’t Matter

Recognize that
Who you call ‘I’
Is merely a consolidation of memories
And a voice of hope.
‘I’ am but an idea
Afraid of its flimsy reality.
And so much this idea
Has come to love life
That now its biggest fear
Is to be denied existence.

‘I’ is but a meaning
Given to am-ness
So that life can be lived
As an ode to memory
And romanced through
Songs of love and hope.
Your limitations belong to your façade
And not to your essence.
Live fearlessly. Live courageously.
Live like you don’t matter.