Arms around your waist, <br />And hairflying in the air, <br />That first joyride on mobike <br />On Delhi roads sealed our fate. <br /> <br />A lot can happen over coffee, <br />The best in town you will find, <br />As we walked hand in hand <br />Through a plush hotel lobby. <br /> <br />As we sat, you said say yes now, <br />What, we have just met, I protest. <br />I know for sure, it’s destined <br /> Please just don’t ask me how. <br /> <br />Love at first sight, <br />I laughed out loud, <br />Happens in Mills and Boon, <br />As we slipped out at night. <br /> <br />I said yes the very next day <br />Still fills me with disbelief. <br />Like a hero of romantic movies <br />You were charming in so many ways. <br /> <br />Now the mobike is gone, <br />And we travel side by side, <br />In a luxury air conditioned car. <br />To town, to work every morn. <br /> <br />In silence we drive, preoccupied <br />Hands on lap, hair in place, I see <br />A couple on a speeding bike, <br />And think of that first joyride…<br /><br />Mamta Agarwal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-joy-ride-on-mobike/
