http://slow.writerscafe.org/amitmehtastories The original writings of author Amit Mehta en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776101786 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Materials are myths, peace is not,Money is fugitive, knowledge is not,Enjoyment is myth, happiness is not,To renounce is treasured, to consume is not,Colors fade, the drawings don't,Fragrances dissipate, feelings remain,Luxuries vanish, characteristics prevail,People leave, memories are reminisced,K.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/amitmehtastories/2092036/ Scene 1It was raining. Heavily. When it rains in Mumbai, it looks more beautiful. Mumbai monsoon has its own charm. And it was first rain of the season.Nayna, 24 year old, was standing at a single pole bus stand with purple colored umbrella in her hands. It was Sunday afternoon and there was no one .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/amitmehtastories/2091150/ A poem for him, from her http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/amitmehtastories/2091149/