when Lucky Ali's mellifluous voice
gave the ultimate feeling of wanderlust
when Shaan reminded how life is a path
where we all stroll in our solidarity
when KK with his colors of nostalgia
reminded us of matured friendships and naive romances
the vikings of Bombay were exquisite in pouring
old wines in new bottles, yet inebriating us
the feeling that came with the ballads of that band
coinciding with what they called themselves, Euphoria
when neighbors too were adept in pulling the "Strings"
that thrill of looking at the stars of today, in songs of past
making us realize the elusive illusion in the speed of time
the meanings of those soulful verses and ghazals heard then
have rendered us wise in this turmoil we call modern times
ethereal is this world of nostalgia, it may be eternal too
as long as my ears and memories keep exchanging
these symphonies now coated with the golden adoration
not just the pathway to the vintage times they are
portals too, reminding me the evolving life which this is....
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