MY MOST FAVORITE TOWN

Written on Dec 2, 1996 on a Northwest flight from Chicago to Portland

Aditya Prasad Mathur
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Dedicated to: To all those who love Pilani.....

When the night falls
  and the stars begin to sparkle
  and the moon peeks down
  it is then that I remember
  my most favorite town!


Just before the sun shines
 the birds begin to chirp
 and the peacocks shout,
 under their crown,
 it is then that I remember
 my most favorite town!


When the morning rays have barely
 touched the dusty lawns
 and the temple music is heard,
 by all ears around,
 it is then that I remember
 my most favorite town!

When I see the little chidren
 walk daily to their school
 wearing colorful dresses,
 and running round and round and round,
 it is then that I remember
 my most favorite town!

When the clock in the tower
 strikes all day at some hours
 and fills the vast air with
 ding, ding, dong
 it is then that I remember
 my most favorite to(w)n!

When I stroll near the lakes
 throwing those tiny little stones
 and watch the water swirl,
 in circles so round,
 it is then that I remember
 my most favorite town!

When the nature brings the storm
 making us conform
 to its all mighty lust
 in ways so unknown
 it is then that I remember
 my most favorite town!


Birds, music, water, and storms,
sun, moon, and stars  set the norms
But when I see them all,
standing on  the beautiful ground,
it is then that I remember
my most favorite town!


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