Seen from the perspective of Love...

'these trees...
The way they tossed and moved their heads...
They must have got the happiness inside...
They might be singing a song...
Like ...
A Beatles...?'

And
Thinking this he savoured
The music as created...
By the breeze of a season of monsoon
A humming tune...

'i just want to hold your hand...'

And he cruising
This time through known roads...
Known places...
But
Seen from a perspective...
A particular one...

Known streets...
That known chai shop...
That barber's glass...
'open'
That parking lot...
Filling...
That bus stand
Peopled...
That long billboard
Glistening with drops of rain...
That traffic guard
Fluorescent...green...
That fast food corner
Getting smoky oily...
That book shop
Hanging mags and weeklies-
All known landmarks...
Flagged on map
In his mind-
They looked unknown...
Stupendously unknown
And so so beautiful...
As if they were installed new...

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