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..
MORE PEOPLE...LESS ROBOTS..
MORE LOVE ..LESS HATRED..
MORE KINDNESS...LESS RELIGION..
AND FINALLY…MORE HAPPINESS…LESS SADNESS…..
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