Since this bug bit me,
Couldn’t defy my senses ,
To haul over the coals ,
the dynamics drawn in.
My ‘hottest’ enemy, Diwali.
Flame and fire, sundry ,
Like my house and T.Nagar,
Where Kumbhmela swarms perennially.
Next whine, my college ,
Placed to make T.Nagar bisect ,
Exasperating , to soak busses ,
And my robe , gapping festive heat.
Very much avoidable, but,
Glares in me a Diabetic,
Imposing a 2.5km stroll,
Amidst all Vijay posters.
The terrible sight of all,
To quote my friend ,
“Its indeed an Art to,
strike a place ,Amidst hordes.”
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