Twilight Street

Walking along a lonely street in the heart of suburban Mumbai, one can feel the morose air of exhaustion. The wind blowing at a steady pace with nothing but cement structures to carve its way.
The faint smell of sweat and dust reminds of a busy day gone by. The street has seen it all. Happy go lucky toddlers prancing around to the distressed crawls of the down trodden. It was there before any of them first set foot and will probably outlive them all.

Posted by Wordmobi