As I walk down the narrow lane
Trying to save myself from all the crowd,
Smell and touches undesired,
I feel a breath on my neck.
Yet, for the first time in the narrow lane,
Did I like to have someone so near me.
There is that one whose closeness
Makes me survive anything, anywhere;
Yes, survive even in the narrow lane.
(Dedicated to the one who makes my life worth living)