The way the car went to mechanic frequently was a bit suspicious.

It was a mistri car

The complete cipher

 

Like the tiny signboard

That arrives and vanishes 

In a flash on an express way

People brush past everyone 

In an overflowing throng 

Every small speck we ignore

In itself is stuffed with life

The town of a gritty resolve 

The street that awaits the child lost

In the puffing dust of the speeding lane

That sinks In the glitter of a metro city

Stretching to storm into a swanky mansion

Afar from the dedicated  street light 

Under which the resolve was constructed 

The sparkle blindfolds the eager sight

The signboard becomes invisible 

The life behind the beaten path remains unknown

The cipher is complete and infinity remains hollow

Like a loving shore and an alluring horizon. 

Yamuna nagar

2189

20.38 hrs

18.3.25

The spring pluck

 

Overnight rains have doused softly

The overflowing dazzle of summers

On the tepid shores of callous spring

Moderation, often felt like insensitivity ,

Finds no reason to explain his neutral ways

Deep inside he is both warm and frigid

Which evolves often as a dull spring

But then he has buds and flowers to speak

To the one who waits long enough with hope

Bestowed with bright petals worth the wait

The pluck on the index of nascent affluence

Pulls the roots a little towards the sky

To follow the vanishing dreams that rush

Only to leave behind their traces in a rainbow

When the sun shines after the overnight rains.

Rishikesh

09.04 hrs

2188

11.3.25