To surviving two years in the 'City of Dreams'.
And looking back at the half done puzzle,
Love for the city seems like a never ending chuckle.

Kyuki jitna door jana tha chaos se,
Utna pas aa gaye, in samandar ki lehron se.

Meri jaan.
Bombay. Mumbai. Vo clichéd 'Sapno ka Sheher'.

Janta hai jitni, usse zyada hai sapne.
Kis kis par meherban hoga Bambayi bantai.

Apna sapna lagta hai sabse alag,
Laakhon mein ek,
Aur laakhon mein bas ek.

Aj pehli bar hua ehsas,
Ghar jaisa laga Bambayi.
Us hawa ne jaise gale lagaya.
Us barish ne jaise nostalgic kiya.
Vo azaadi ka sukoon.
Vo local jaisi tez raftaar.
Vo joothe sacche log.
Vo dil ke tukre hona, roz roz.
Vo bahut hard feels, during late night drives.

Ye bittersweet sa nasha hai, Bombay.
Iski adat nhi lagti, par fir bhi,
Ye apne andar sama leti hai,
Ya Bombay sama jata hai uske andar.

Nazariya hai apun ka.

Meri jaan.
Bombay. Mumbai. Vo cliched 'Sapno ko sheher'.