I lost poetry somewhere on the roads of Delhi. Somewhere amidst the maze of life, the traffic jams and the incessant honking. I thought it was all over. Then one day, poetry came back to me in the metro. Random passengers became characters. The noise of the streets became the background score. This podcast is about such short musings. It won’t take you long to listen. If you are here or have come back for more, I’ll assume you must be one of the characters in my musings, or I in yours.