Wednesday, April 27, 2011

They call it a crowd, i call it a party.
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They call em brats, i call em bros.
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They call em drunk, i call em happy.
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They call it bad, i call it bliss.
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They call it traffic, i call it a festival.
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They call it dirty, i call it dressed.
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They call it a sinner, i call it a saint.
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They call it barren, i call it loam.
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They call it MUMBAI, i call it HOME! :)

My city, my home, my life....

A thousand immigrants coming in every single day; only I'm among the lucky few that have a birthright to call it my own ({})

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