At The Nariman Point Poem by indira babbellapati

very nice and romantic poem. pl see my poms dwell in my soul-pg1 watch the magic happen pg3

..... and a dropp merged into sea to become ocean..... beautiful, indira....i think, one of your best, dear....

yes, overwhelming. 'nothing but the roar of the sea that absorbed the endless nightmares left unspoken for days...' loved it. very expressive, and emotional. thank you very much ma'am.

in the midst of difficulties, a moment of calmness and a small rest gives strength to carry on.........i loved it, indira ma'am.

A wonderfully mature and sensitive piece with an exquisitely done transition from the natural to the personal at the end.10, no doubt.

'that afternoon / by the heavy monsoon sea / i once again / felt re-claimed' lovely lines.

A very expressive piece Indira...I loved the last line -'I once again felt reclaimed'

Nariman point, Mumbai alas! My aunt lives a loner there.No eclipse of love is there in her life after my uncle's death way back 2007 April.it could not be seen from my place Tehran though it is by distance not that far.It is angular way from Karachi port via IRAN-LAND OF ARYANS AND PERIANS and nightingales and ancient historical hyelographics and places.I could not become a Prince Of Persia but i wish the one with you was good enough before the blue valour of the Arabian Sea.The sea always roars.Never claims anyone and if by chance claims someone throws back to the shore again -taking life or breathing life away.Thats why sea is always breathtakingly beautiful-its the way b/w life and death...moments of pleasure.