The moment sunrays touches the twig, Mumbai begins the walk
As if just waiting for the nature’s whistle to command
A walk, walk with silent expression.
In a single capture, there role more than thousand stories, all not-expressed !
The “perfect routine” leaves no space for the private zone, except for the end of the package.
A new girl in the city walks down by herself, being the part of walk.
The real state of “aazaadiyan” felt for the first time ever.
A cold breeze by the Marine Drive leaving her to freeze…to the expressions of freedom
Freedom of thought, freedom of happiness !!
Looks to herself and walk, walks to a destination unspecified.
Unknown to the path, she walks.
Walks towards exploring the path !!
Keeping up her motto; no demands, no complaints.
Numb eyes define the grief of turning the emotional zone off !
Because strong girl has to narrate,
Narrate a book, covering the ok’s and goods of life.
The walk has just begun, the walk yet unspoken !!
Arushi Khandelwal 