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Wednesday 14 August 2013

Mumbai---Worst city ever



Mumbai –The city of hopes ,dreams , the city of struggle ,the city of rags and the city of riches…Yup it is the same city where I was born and the same city where I spend my 22 years but…
         Now my love for this city is getting low…I don’t want to stay in this city anymore …I feel I am lacking fresh air with no oxygen…I feel I have got lost in the crowd …I fail to celebrate my happiness and I fail to express my sadness as I feel everyone in thie city have their own share of despair…I fear to travel in trains …don’t know why…but yes I do fear…Every time I visit Dadar station , I only think that atleast there should be one second in whole day where it is not crowded and I can catch up the train without hitting others …I seriously feel sorry for those small children who travel in mumbai local trains and their parents who have no other option for their children …
When I walk through roads , either there are potholes .or so much traffic that I need to watch both side of the roads inorder to cross it and save my life…
I can blame government for this , the bureacracy as we are the heavy tax payers but I don’t know whether I can do anything else apart from saying as my whole days goes in JOB,TRAVELLING ,SLEEPING…


Mumbai—I am waiting for the day when you become beautiful with
MORE GROUNDS…LESS BUILDING
MORE  GARDENS….LESS MALL…
MORE  BIRDS …LESS MOBILE TOWERS
MORE BICYCLES…LESS CARS..
MORE PEOPLE...LESS ROBOTS..
MORE LOVE ..LESS HATRED..
MORE KINDNESS...LESS RELIGION..
AND FINALLY…MORE HAPPINESS…LESS SADNESS…..