I still want...

I still want to be with you.

I still want to hold your hands, and feel your heartbeats.

I still want to look into you eyes, and see our future.

I still want to hug you, and let you know I'll always be there.

I still want to hold you tight, and confess my love for you.

I still want to give you my shoulder, and pat you to sleep.

I still want to sing you lullabies, and make your nightmares go away.

I still want to listen to you, and your tell you sweet nothings.

I still want to be next to you, and see the world the way you see.

I still want to be with you, and spend the rest of our lives together.

But alas, 

That's all what I want, and you need none of these..

Dear *Kool* Dude

Dear Kool Dude from the city of hearts, 

Welcome to the Maximum city!!

Hope your stay here is safe, sound and healthy.

Interacting with you was a great experience, and an eye opener!!

You might be a great driver - even challenge Michael Schumacher with your skills - but I'm least bothered about that aspect of your driving. 

What I'm concerned more about is the kool quotient you attach to being drunk and taking the wheels in that stinking-drunk state of yours. 

No, I don't care for your life - given your kool status, I don't give it a shit - I'm worried for the regular Mumbaikar who happen to be on the road while you take the wheel.

You might have never taken the wheel after 9 pm without getting drunk, but that's not an achievement you want it to sound like.

You might have an accident free record of drunk driving for last 7 years, but there's always a first time.

You might be son of an industrialist or his right hand, but who are YOU?

- an average regular Mumbaikar

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