A city where everything is possible, Especially the impossible.

Where lovers first love then marry,
Where there is place for every Tom, Dick and Harry.

Where telephone bills make a person ill,
Where a person cannot sleep without a pill,

Where carbon dioxide is more than oxygen,
Where road is considered to be a dustbin,

Where college canteens are full and classes empty,

Where a cycle reaches faster than a car,
Where everyone thinks himself to be a star,

Where sky scrapers overlook the slum,
Where houses collapse as monsoon comes,

Where people first act and then think,
Where there is more water in the pen than ink

Where roads see-saw in monsoon
Where the beggers become rich soon,

Where the roads are leveled when the minister arrives

Where college admission means hard cash,
Where cement is frequently mixed with ash,

THIS IS MUMBAI….

But don’t fear, just cheer,
Come to Mumbai every year!

Woh elco ki pani puri,
Woh chowpaty ki chaat,
Woh naturals ki ice cream,
Woh usme thi kuch baat.

Woh tiwari ki mithaee,
woh raste ka dosa,
woh shiv sagar ki pav bhaji,
woh guru kripa ka samosa.

Woh local train ka ‘suffer’,
Woh juhu beach ki hawa,
woh chawpaty ke tange,
aur joggers park ka sama.

Woh holi ki masti,
Woh nav ratri ka garbha,
Woh eid ki khushiyaan
Woh diwali ka shor sharaba.

Woh peak hours ki traffic,
Woh BEST ka rush,
Woh tadapti garmi mein,
Woh neemo sharbat.

Woh sterling ka popcorn,
Aur cotton world mein shopping,
Woh fashion street ka nazara
Aur nariman point ki building

Woh cinema ke queue
Woh black ki ticket,
Woh shivaji park ka maidan
Jahan practice karte the cricket.

Itni cheezen kehne ke baad
Aur kitni karoon mein badai,
yeh shehar hai hum sab ka
jiska naam hai MUMBAI...


cheers!