Orange blue and brown

They say a lot can happen over coffee.
But it started after having coffee.
That girl in black boots.
And "south" Indians with Mumbain roots.

Inception of an adamant odyssey.
With ample decency.
Buildings lit like a runway.
Kissing the deserved getaway.

Like in a flash of a camera.
Humongous beauty of our era.
The sea link, not so timid.
The colossal area, not at all humid.

With arms wide open,
The underworld of the ocean.
Embracing the blue breeze,
For the perfect shot, on the knees.

That girl reflecting the skies in her shirt.
With immaculate beauty, it was abominable to avert.
The other personifying the setting sun.
And the brown guy, ephemerally enumerating a pun.

The odour of food on the streets.
The luxurious horse fleets.
The precious infrastructure of Taj.
And as humans, hai Mumbai par hame naaz.