Smoke fills the air,
The fog blankets the face,
Cloudy hallows disappear,
Looks at passerby with sheer cheer,
Cute kid jumps and tags along,
Throwing peanuts at the kid,
Runs,catches,Laughs out loud,
Charming,Innocent,Dreamy.
Women haste to get a glimse of him,
Reluctant,Restless,Retired.
Doesnt care for the attention,
Looks around mysteriously,
Tapping the foot on the Beatles song,
Holding binoculars by the soft hands,
Looks atop at the high rise,
Turns around,
Notes,Scribbles in the red diary,
Strange moves,Haunting silence,
Tensed,Desperate,Worried.
Calls a number,
Huddles and walks down the path,
The kid pulls the long jacket,
Hungry,Dishevelled,Tired.
Ignoring the kid walks across,
Asks me to 'tag Along'
Observing his ways all this while,
'No Way' I say to the perfect stranger........
-Nidhi Acharya
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