That's my Mumbai

Poem on Mumbai: You will enjoy this . Don't miss the end...

Mumbai is rich,
Mumbai is poor.
Mumbai is fast,
Mumbai is slow.

Little bit sweet,
and little bit sour.

Sometimes it's hot
but not too cold.

Mornings r energetic
& evenings r electric.

Noons r lazy but
Nights r crazy..

And any one U ask,
he always say "M busy"
Dude, life n Mumbai ''
Is not so easy...!

There is lot of Masti with
little bit of Maska...

Welcome to the city that
can't live, w/out Bollywood Chaska!

Sev puri, Vada Pav and bhel puri
are all Mumbai chaat..
Relishing it with spicy chutney is no easy art..

From popcorn to ice-cream, all sold on cart,

Mumbai o Mumbai you're always close to my heart.!

Where local trains
usually run on time,
And violently rushing
for a seat is not a crime.

Here 3 PM for lunch and
12 AM to dine,

People face hardships,
but still say "it's fine".!

From Siddhivinayak in Dadar
to Woodhouse Cathedral in Town,
And ISKCON in Juhu to Haji Ali in Mumbai's Crown.

Marathi, Malayalee, Christian to Gujarati
Everyone together celebrate Christmas and Diwali,

Holi is colorful and Diwali is cheerful,

Spend some time here and your life will be unforgetful.!

Billionaire to beggars,
all found in this city,
Be careful dude,
this place is a bit witty..,

Overall this dream world
is huge but pretty,
Mumbai  Mumbai,
you're wonderful city.
👍
Because...
she is like mother to millions.

*After all a mother is called -*
*MUM* in English,
    *BA* in Gujarati &
     *Ai* in Marathi,

That's *My Mumbai*
Dedicated to all Mumbaikars  !

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