Bangalore Evenings...

Its cloudy again, its rainy again

How can I forget those late evening strolls

On the busy lanes of M.G Road…illuminated throughout

Colors dancing in the droplets of rain on roads

Cars throwing a pool of light amidst showers,

Passers-by struggling to cross the road with their colorful umbrellas

Airport buses taking a detour to drop passengers on their respective destinations.

As I call it an off after a long day filled with work and laughter,

I peep inside the Koshy’s to see if a chair invites me,

And alone I sit with my favorite bread-roll and chai

Submerged in the book which narrates tales of the café,

Of the visits of Kiran Rao in her favorite breakfast hangout

As numerous media men with suspicious countenance chatter

Sharing jokes and political views alike.

Some droop over a glass of liquor with their customary evening snacks.

And as I peep outside the wet windows, I can see K.C Das diagonally opposite to me

And plan the next evening with cutlets and chai

Or may be the cozy Indian Coffee House

With the fried eggs and the milk rose.

And it tickles me as I laugh on myself

As to which friend I shall grab arms of to savor another relishing evening !!!