Shadows on the gravelled walk
Softly humming a familiar tune
As the city of a million dreams
Slowly dissolves into the night...
The muted flicker of the streetlamps
Shining jewels on the Queen's necklace
Wish they could break free
Right into the magical night's embrace...
With every wave that crashes ashore
And every gust of wind that blows
Silence scripts a thousand words
Letting unbridled emotions flow...
The zoom of a speeding Ducati
And the glare of the magnificent Trident
The nostalgia in the old chaiwallah's voice
And the peace on the dreaming vagabond's face..
The bonding of old college friends
Over a round of dumb charade
Or the simmering romance of the newly wed
Walking along hand in hand...
Boundaries merge and colours dissolve
As the painter's palette overturns
Right where the sea and the night sky meets
A magic carpet gets woven to life.
.
..And life continues to ebb and flow
The "city on ecstasy" feels wretchedly forlorn
But for everyone who cares to look
Nariman Nights live on!......
