Maximum City

By Sneha Iype

Mumbai

Sin city, where love and lust intermingle in sweet sweat.

Where dreams thrive like maggots.

Where billy goats and mice and stray dogs roam fearlessly on paved streets.

Where human excreta and fantastic food have a divine connection.

Mumbai.

Where streams of sweat, trickle down your back and the rain soaks you to the bone ..

where the artist's muse roams the streets and the starlet bares her soul.

Mumbai :

Magnetic and magnificent all at once.

I love how she shaped me through my formative years and yet

I can't go back to her bosom as I fear she has nothing to offer me anymore.

She has no room for me in her overcrowded chamber and I have no room for her in the chamber of my heart.

But we understand how this is symbiotic and we’ll always take from each other what we need and not seek more.

Mumbai :

My place of birth

where my wings were formed.

Where I found love and lust and friendship.

Where I lived fully.

I will always hold a large place for you in me as I celebrate our coming of age.

Mumbai.

At most times, magnetic, magnificent and majestic.

But otherwise, manipulative, mercenary and mutilated.

May you always be a maverick in your madness.

By Sneha Iype