By all means live in Mumbai. Live here for a few years. Hate the
rains. Hate the traffic. Hate the Mallus, the Marathis, the Bihairis, the
Punjus and the Gujaratis. Start hating the city. Even then you would still stay
here. And if you ever do, I will tip my hat to you. Here's to not living in the
best city in the world. Here's to living in the only city in the world, I can
call home.
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It's poetic. What conspired this though?
Well something rained all over my plans. Clicked this when I couldn't go to that film premier.
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