a ‘katta’ in marathi slang would mean ‘a place where people meet impromptu, sit, talk, share, idle away their time n grow up’. it continues to exist in almost every corner of Bombay. each neighborhood, college, school or even a lone building has its very own 'katta' where rich, poor, high class, low class, cease to matter n all come together. local in nature, it has a life of its own, a mood of it own, always occupied, always alive.
Sep 8, 2011
iRelate
"My life has been one great big joke,
A dance that's walked,
A song that's spoke,
I laugh so hard I almost choke,
When I think about myself."
Waves of quiet mirth, A song in staccato, Tai chi gestures Then Winds of friendship blowing past, Yahoo on the air, And its time to think of your self, and share a great big laugh with the others....
4 comments:
i-YYO!
Waves of quiet mirth,
A song in staccato,
Tai chi gestures
Then
Winds of friendship
blowing past,
Yahoo on the air,
And its time
to think of your self,
and share
a great big laugh
with the others....
iGiggle when i read your sweet little thoughtful notes and poems. thanks :)
Me too .Have a wonderful week sweetie :):)
hehe..you too, kavita! :)
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