Like everything else, I too have to vanish,
And so I shall tomorrow with complete awareness,
I am asking myself why I can't stay longer.
Why do I have to be so ordinary and normal,
Why do I have to leave and do the right,
When the wrong is so good.
I wish I were abnormal and not distinguish the two,
I have a stagnant promise for tomorrow,
And it's so much more alluring than the change.
But, I guess I'll do the next best thing,
Ill take a deep breath and tie you up very tight,
So that every now and then that I breathe away from here,
I could smile with you again.

The gorges and the untimely sultry heat,
The overdose of multi-ethnicity,
The streets filled with friendly people on one hand,
And the streets filled with only people on the other.
The lakes and the tiny uncrowded trains,
The miniscule walkable area in a city,
The beautiful women sunbathing and ugly men jogging,
The tall visible skyline and the grounded masterpieces,
The traffic that always stops for you,
The food that you dont understand well enough to order,
The familiar voices without a time constraint,
The other familiar voices which will now get rarer,
The warm welcoming hug,
And the absolutely gorgeous smile of joy,
So far.... so good (a little bad, but not that much).