I have watched them as they built the architecture of my bylanes, textured colour on the surface of my staid walls and lit up my lonely sidewalks. Amid those towering condos breathes life, hustles enthusiasm and lives hope. Heartbeats soothe tired souls, preparing them for yet another tryst with destiny. Here live my heroes – blissfully adventurous and tenaciously sublime. What amazes me the most is the undying spirit which they solemnly inherit. And as the rains glisten my tar roads, I watch them peer from misty windows seeking a false sense of satisfaction. They look without for what remains within.
