Our city has a million shades, from the vada-pav stalls,
to the aspiring actors, to the Dabbawalas, to the local trains and the crowded beaches.
And dreams seem to be spilling out from every aisle.
Dreams of those born here, and the many who have made it their own.
And each of us in a quest to fulfill theirs.
Most of us are running, afraid that if we pause the world may leave us behind.
In the middle of this race, what if someone told you the race is won.
Someone else ran for you and the victory is yours.
What if you are urged to follow the dreams with Him by your side.
And He would give you wings to soar on high.
What if you are told that He is deeply in love with you.
What if you are told that you can lean on Him
and you would receive life and life in all its fullness.
Some of us were told this, and we didn't believe.
Then we experienced Him.
And we couldn't stop talking about Him.