Her hair at noon Tied in a messy bun She rides her scooter with the speedometer between 35-45kph She has to pick up her children from school
She rides pillion Her hair flipping wildly in the wind As she speaks with her rider A smile spread across her face Phone in her right hand Carefreeness of youth
Draped in a silk saree Colour scheme, white and gold She wears a red dot between her brows Hair worn loose, adorned with a string of jasmine Riding slow, skilfully skipping potholes A festival to celebrate back home
Written 13th July I was inspired by a young girl riding pillion with her friend on a bike