Mumbai, has once again,come out of shock ,very quickly
Marine Drive , saw many walkers taking a brisk stroll in the morning.
Death is staring at you from one end of the sea.
Life is smiling at you from the other end of the sea.
Fire and smoke emanate from the riotous expedition.
Cheer and hope emulate from the courageous population.
This is the spirit of Mumbai.
Mumbai proclaims that death and life, gloom and hope,hatred and love,hostility and amity,loss and profit,simplicity and ostentation,denial and agreement,gravity and flippancy,danger and security, are occurrences of daily life.
Nothing comes to a halt .
Nothing gets jolted.
Nothing goes astray.
Blasts, clashes, shooting, wreckage ,the most heinous of all crimes, emboldens Mumbai.
Stock market downturn, economy meltdown, business loss,insulates Mumbai.
Mumbaikers face all odds with equanimity,as they are truly business oriented .
Every symptom .good or bad , means business.
Profit is their motto.
No wonder, they rise from each tragic compulsion with added power and extended glory.
Mumbai ,the city which never dies, offers a new dimension to life, an illustrative philosophy. an endearing principle, and a chivalrous approach.
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