Mumbai!

The city that never sleeps.
Where people fight for almost anything.
Where competition reaches new highs everyday...where careers are made or broken in a second....where people gain or loose crores in a minute...where no one just stops....where you find a traffic jam even at 11 in the night!
Its 9 PM, there is no use playing with the code any more. It wont work now.
Wrap stuff up, pick up my bag and its exit time.
Pity the other guy who is still trying his luck with the code.
Open the office exit door and from the cool,calm quietness inside the office enter the world of honks and beeps of the outer world.
Grab a bite from the bakery shop and move on to reach home. Man sure is far away!
Feel like talking to someone, but I am a bore...I shouldnt make anyone else's life sadder!
Search for a funny message and send it to a few folks. Wish for a reply...but hey everyone's busy...dont really even wanna reply actually....dont knw wat I want to be more precise!
I wish I could say 'Beam me up Scottie' and I would be home thanks to the transporter of the Star ship enterprise.HONK!!! Back to reality.
Its 9.30, the road is packed with vehicles. Its all dug -up, cars come in from all the possible directions that geometry has to offer. Rickshaws,thousands and thousnds of rickshaws. Its like the road has been infested with these 3 wheelers. Then there are these Red Big Buses of BEST. People just hanging out of them. Hanging on for dear life. What am I doing here again?
I should be in the US checking out the white chicks...HONK!...back to reality!
Jeez its 9.30, where do all these people come from?
You try to stop these 3 wheelers to give you a ride to the station, but they just dont stop.
Its like 'dude...buzz off...i dont wanna go there!'
There are so many people out on the street. I really dont need to be out here! I can be driving in the Freeways of the US!!! (Ya nw u knw wat happens next...HONK!!!)
Mind really isnt thinking much and you just stare at people.
They all want to reach home.
Some are talking...some are running...couple holding hands and walking....yea i wish i cud hold someone's hand rtnw..i see the hotel where the TCS girl was murdered...all for the sake of love??..why kill dude...why kill ...am glad that I dont have this misery to deal with rtnw...but I am human!...strike back to reality again....search for a God-damn rick!
Damn competition to get a rick as well...
Alas my divine angel has pity on me and I get my ride till the station.
I swear I will never miss the company bus again but then again it was the 4th time in the week that i was swearing the same thing.
The station is packed too and trains are running spot on time. People still hanging out from them at this time of the hour.
I travel 1st class and I am really glad if I manage to get a space where I can manage to get both my hands up and catch the railings above!...I can expect that at this time ...its 10.45.
The ride is about 25 minutes, but it can drain out 20 litres of whatever from you!
Just glad that I am moving towards home...

People just keep moving in Mumbai. They all want to succeed. Everyone wants to succeed.
Any point and any hour people just dont quit here. Thats what I love about it.
I love the pain...i love the strangeness and I love the coldness...
I love the comfort...i love the closeness and I love the warmth that this city gives....
I love my Mumbai!