From almost every place
in Bandra this monstrous
tower I have shot a very
intriguing story on a poor
mans plot ,,,built by an
emperor this concrete
Taj Mahal..on the soul
of the slumdwellers is
a blot..blow cold blow
hot..builder politician
nexus a moment time
forgot ...from its pigeon
hole windows the
migrants shitting at
the shoreline of bandra
reclamation promenade
a moment could be
caught ,,,says a voice
of the rich mans
conscience shut the
fuck up so what
my new urban chaos poem
