flowing water, leafy trees,
the smell of baked goods floating in the breeze.
twisty lanes with rows of homes,
on which many a scooter has roamed.
The town was known for many things,
its people and their way,
its proximity to “Bombay”.
its language and its rules,
its safety and great schools .
I had the best family and the craziest friends,
the many places we made our own,
the adventures to experiences unknown.
the tiny pleasures I took for granted,
things I never knew I wanted.
I hope I could go back,
to that traffic, to that chaos,
to that overbearing boss,
to that coffee, to that compromise.
It was a town of plenty,
If only I had realized.