The rains.

Mumbai Rains.

Rains are not exactly a curse

But things often turn for the worse.

Down came the rain

And along with it a flood.

Thanks to the clogged drain

Died each flower and bud.

Washed away was the fence

And with it all the cattle.

Gone was the forest dense,

To survive was a tough battle.

In the sky flew each pigeon and dove

And how much ever one did try,

One had to part with a great love

And helplessly watch them die.

Everyone did pray for help

And soon were pulled out with many a rope.

While the dogs were left to yelp,

Man and cooperation with this did cope.

Cooperation is important ,

This was learnt.

The next day,

a shop was burnt.

This calamity that took place

Taught man that

Cooperation is more important than winning a race.

But still against the BMC he did file a case

Blaming them for his dead cat!