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Awesome! B_O_M_B_A_Y
Bombay has no bombs and is a
harbour not a bay.
Churchgate has neither a church nor
a gate. It is a
railway station.
There is no darkness in Andheri.
Lalbaag is neither red nor a garden.
No king ever stayed at Kings Circle .
Nor did Queen Victoria stay at
Victoria Terminus.
Nor is there any princess at Princess
Street .
Lower Parel is at the same level as
Parel
There are no marines or sailors at
Marine Lines.
The Mahalaxmi temple is at Haji Ali
not at Mahalaxmi.
There are no pigs traded at Dukar
bazaar.
Teen bati is a junction of 3 roads,
not three lamps.
Trams used to terminate at Kings
circle not Dadar*Tram
Terminus (Dadar
T.T.).
Breach Candy is not a sweetmeat
market, but there is a
Hospital.
Safed Pool has the dirtiest and
blackest water.
You cannot buy coal at Kolsa street.
There are no Iron smiths at Lohar
chawl.
There are no pot makers at
Kumbhar wada.
Lokhandwala complex is not an Iron
and steel market.
Null bazaar does not sell taps
You will not find ladyfingers at
Bheendi Bazaar.
Kalachowki does not have a black
Police station.
Hanging Gardens are not suspended.
Mirchi Gully does not sell chillies.
Figs do not grow in Anjir Wadi,
Sitafals do not grow in Sitafal Wadi,
Jackfruits do not grow at Fanaswadi
But it is true that you may get
fleeced at Chor
Bazaar!!!
AMCHI MUMBAI
A City where everything is possible,
especially the
impossible.
Where lovers first love and 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 the
road is considered
to be a dustbin,
Where college canteens are full and
classes empty,
Where Adam teasing is
also making an entry,
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 the
monsoon comes,
Where people first act and then
think, Where there is
more water in the
pen than ink,
Where the roads see-saw in
monsoon, Where the beggars
become rich soon,
Where the roads are levelled when
the minister
arrives,
Where college admission means
hard cash, Where cement
is frequently
mixed with ash.
This is Mumbai my dear, But don't
fear, just cheer,
come to Mumbai every
year!
Bombay has no bombs and is a
harbour not a bay.
Churchgate has neither a church nor
a gate. It is a
railway station.
There is no darkness in Andheri.
Lalbaag is neither red nor a garden.
No king ever stayed at Kings Circle .
Nor did Queen Victoria stay at
Victoria Terminus.
Nor is there any princess at Princess
Street .
Lower Parel is at the same level as
Parel
There are no marines or sailors at
Marine Lines.
The Mahalaxmi temple is at Haji Ali
not at Mahalaxmi.
There are no pigs traded at Dukar
bazaar.
Teen bati is a junction of 3 roads,
not three lamps.
Trams used to terminate at Kings
circle not Dadar*Tram
Terminus (Dadar
T.T.).
Breach Candy is not a sweetmeat
market, but there is a
Hospital.
Safed Pool has the dirtiest and
blackest water.
You cannot buy coal at Kolsa street.
There are no Iron smiths at Lohar
chawl.
There are no pot makers at
Kumbhar wada.
Lokhandwala complex is not an Iron
and steel market.
Null bazaar does not sell taps
You will not find ladyfingers at
Bheendi Bazaar.
Kalachowki does not have a black
Police station.
Hanging Gardens are not suspended.
Mirchi Gully does not sell chillies.
Figs do not grow in Anjir Wadi,
Sitafals do not grow in Sitafal Wadi,
Jackfruits do not grow at Fanaswadi
But it is true that you may get
fleeced at Chor
Bazaar!!!
AMCHI MUMBAI
A City where everything is possible,
especially the
impossible.
Where lovers first love and 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 the
road is considered
to be a dustbin,
Where college canteens are full and
classes empty,
Where Adam teasing is
also making an entry,
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 the
monsoon comes,
Where people first act and then
think, Where there is
more water in the
pen than ink,
Where the roads see-saw in
monsoon, Where the beggars
become rich soon,
Where the roads are levelled when
the minister
arrives,
Where college admission means
hard cash, Where cement
is frequently
mixed with ash.
This is Mumbai my dear, But don't
fear, just cheer,
come to Mumbai every
year!
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