An Ode To Andheri

Oh, Andheri, you little beauty
You are like a coat which has been transformed

Gilded buttons and glossy fabric
A sharp cut and crowded glamor
Have replaced your rugged origins

But I have known you from when you were
An unadorned garment, plain as the sky
That wasn’t covered with smog

I still know your in-seams and the little crevices
Where I have tucked memories
Like a safe deposit box
To be retrieved, each time I come by