Marine Drive

Marine Drive in Bombay.
With the sky a gloomy grey.
With the wind blowing rain on your face.
With the waves crashing against the tetrapods.
With the bhutta and chanewalas.
With the occasional hawaldar.
With the moist air in your lungs.
With the boats ebbing in the distance.
With your feet over the edge.
And a friend.Or that special someone.
Perfection?