Flooding happens in leaps
and bounds roads remain
drenched, streets inundated
as rains pour in composure
neither heavy nor light
incessant and uninterrupted.
it is yesterday, I find the city
to sink in water, not an ordinary rain
but a heavy downpour
falling without a pause
water enters the
low lying buildings.
The cars float
like boats. the metro
stations go beneath,
water barges into low
lying areas., into the kitchen.
to the private rooms, debris
rises choking the drainage.
Documents lie soaked, currency
folds merges with water, looks
like tiny ships in the ocean,
cooked rice topples over
seemingly like offerings
to water Gods.
Expecting a standstill
I peek through the window
find the city breathing heavily
life teeming without a stop.
The undaunted citizens
i move on unmindful
of sun and rain, go getters
all the way, conquer the floods
which gurgles and flows
into the Bay Of Bengal.
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