Bambaiya Chai

A long, long time ago
On an island far away
People used to laugh & cry
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could set them in a romance
And maybe they’d be happy for a while

But those maniacs made me shiver
I shuddered with every ticker
Only bad news could be heard
I couldn’t type one more word

I can’t remember if I cried
When I read about the destroyed pride
But something touched me deep inside
The day the feel-good died

So bye-bye, ohh Bambaiya Chai
Drove my City to the Tapri
But the Tapri was dry
And them true blue boys eating spicy fish fry
Singin I won't stay in this pig sty
I won't stay in this pig sty...

The Mumbai Local Train Hierarchy

The one unable to afford it wishes he could just hop on. The one forced to travel on the roof wishes he had place to hang from the door. The one hanging from the door wishes he could get a foothold inside. The one just inside the door wishes the pressure would reduce just a bit so he could go grab on to a handle. The one grabbing on to a handle wishes he could go into the middle. The one in the middle wishes he could take support at the side walls. The one at the side wall wishes he could stand in the seat gangway. The one in the seat gangway wishes he could get the '4th seat'. The one in the 4th seat wishes one person leaves so he can move to the 3rd seat. The 3rd seat wishes the person in the middle seat leaves. The person in the middle seat wishes the person in the window seat leaves. The person in the window seat facing opposite the direction of travel wishes he could get the window seat facing the direction of travel. The person in the window seat facing the directoion of travel wishes he could travel by first class.
Finally, the person in the window seat facing the direction of travel in 1st class wishes he didn't have to travel by train!