Prelude to the poem:

 It was December 2009, a month had gone by after I first landed in Delhi. This was the second time I was planning for a permanent stay in Delhi. I was lonely, lost in the wilderness of Hudson Lane, Single Storey.The very places where i used to enjoy during my college days, had started haunting me. I hardly found any mates of my past adventures, nor did i enjoy the sorroundings I once relished. I did not have any inkling of being an unwelcomed guest after three long years. With everything conspiring against me, i was confused and cursed my fate. My whole day was lost in longing for Bangalore, the warmth and solace that i got during trying times of job- hunting, during recession. Delhi looked like a distant shore, devoid of friends, excitement and merriment.I had nothing but to pray for winds of change so as to make Delhi look normal again.













Where is that wind ?


I long for the wind which once blew over this plain
Coming from a forest drenched in melody of solitude
Carrying in its womb harmony of chirping birds, free-flowing streams
I felt all when it flirted through the city's geography

When the breeze kissed humans, romance oozed out of sorroundings
The beauty it was in manoeuvring through trees, lamp-posts, our loose clothings
Godly it was in dressing the naked land with leaves
o' nature's sweet child, where art thou hidden, the place looks forbidding
The imposter wind does impose occasional flings though not sensuous

I came here for thee, here I am wandering lonely through streets
So dull and devoid the roads looks without your shade
Engulfed in piles of dust, the city looks blurred and unreal
Here I breathe like an alien on a distant planet many light years away
I tumble like an idiot, dance awkwardly to silent tunes of past
Since November, I have been a clown among masses, unaccoustomed of your warmth
My soul is jammed in thoughts of embracing you
O' soothing wind, I sigh for thy return, to wipe some dirt from here