GARDEN CITY

GARDEN CITY

       (OCT 28, 2014)

               - Prashant Puthukkudi

People call it the city of garden,
I refer it as city of rush.
People here start early morning,
Not to enjoy but to make money.
Few make for themselves,
Others for some one else,
Students here are mainly 
rushing for coaching classes.
Other rush to complete their tasks,
Some to cross roads,
And some to bypass traffic.
Few will be waiting to get spoiled by evening,
Others will be mourning for the late night shifts and incomplete projects.
People here do anything for money,
No need to go abroad,
you will get here everything for money.
Few never care for their life,
Few don't know value of life.
But one thing is common in everybody,
Everyone here is in hurry.
But this city is so called rocking,
Late night party,
River of beer,
Dance with a beauty,
And Sunday morning hangover,
All is common here.
Someone loot some get looted,
Very few are racist,
few are very kind,
Some are show off,
But no limit for talent here.
Politics is everywhere,
People basically called engineers here,
Place where lots of things can be done,
Is a business and entertainment for some.
But still this place is heaven,
Once in a life should visit here for fun.