Mumbai reminds me of New York....ummm altho I've never been to New York...haha

Ok so here’s what I thought of Mumbai, it hits you in the face as soon as you enter. You can’t miss it. The dirt, the smell, the pollution, and the people. It’s a city of such paradoxes, you look out the window of a high rise and you see the breath taking Mumbai sky line, until you look down and then see the little huts that dot the ground below. You see a sleek car (pardon me I have no knowledge of cars whatsoever) parked out somewhere, and poor street kids playing around it. Shopping malls and swanky restaurants go hand in hand with slums and extreme poverty.

They say New York is the city that never sleeps; I imagine those people have never seen Mumbai. When the people of Mumbai pause to do something silly like sleep, the dogs continue way into the night. Nothing ever stops.

It’s no wonder that a person like me, from a slow paced city like Nagpur, finds Mumbai way too fast, I mean when do people around here stop and just breathe for a bit? I guess all that their lungs breathe in is smoke anyway so they don’t really mind ;) But ask a Mumbaiite and he’ll tell you that he loves Mumbai just the way it is, the noise, the pollution, the crammed houses and jammed roads, he wouldn’t exchange it for anything. Guess that’s what gives Mumbai its charm and beauty, different people, from completely different places and backgrounds all trying to make it in Mumbai.