Mohenjo-daro !
Mohenjo-daro !
Unplanned & all of a sudden,
When you whisper… come to see me!
& I rush my bags with hanging soul ...
In the land of flurries...
it’s you who always decide...
The untold desire to sit for long...
Hand in hand...
Culminates in a movie!
It’s ancient...
Aged like fine wine for decades...
It’s Mohenjo-Daro!