GIVE THEM A WALL AND THEY WILL PEE
They came in one by one. These silent Delhi men.
From morning to midnight. Some were tall with fierce eyes.
Some were short. Some were fat. Others looked famished with sunken cheeks.
They all had one thing in mind.
Many did it while standing, some squatted.
But skip the details, no point.
For they all leaked on me– yesterday, today, and they will do it tomorrow too.
No one pities me. I’M JUST A WALL.
– Mayank Austen Soofi
(content courtesy: thedelhiwalla.blogspot.com)