July Felt like November.
Like the Monsoon was in love with the Mumbai.
Like the Sun was in love with Connaught place.
Like the Ranveer is in love with Deepika.
For today, the metro station was sleepy.
Like the employees in the office.
The Teashop man played the song on his phone.
People had become too cold-hearted.
Security guard drooling on a chair.
The Cafeteria was empty.
I was sitting alone and enjoying the weather.
For the very first time, July Felt like November.
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Diksha Sharma 