In the underground,
travelling is a culture.
Click clacks everywhere.
Walking in haste.
Ipod's playing crazily.
Timeless classics in hands,
and now even in ears.
Mother with child,
pushing a stroller-chair,
hoping someone friendly
would help them down the stairs.
Like a time-bomb, minutes go-by,
in the underground.
Any delay or standby,
has a frustrating effect.
Each train operating at the heart beat of another.
like the blood running through our veins.
A single block can cause infinite problems.
Never have I seen such an amazing transporting system,
connecting us to every part of the city,
making travelling achievable,
creating new possibilities,
drawing out a brand new culture.
Now we can stay connected.