“Tell me of a city not built by its own
tell me of a city
which stands alone
talk of a place where land is scarce
where paupers share more than their own fare
The common man is the citys’ strength
man of steel, gutsy and gritty
the Spirit of people is the fuel of existence
no man, child, woman shy of assistance
No city like this,
not Rome, London, or Paris
here's to the Land of My Dream
I hear my scream.
Ashish Ram. Salaam Bombay.
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