Awesome! B_O_M_B_A_Y

Bombay has no bombs and is a harbour not a bay. 
Churchgate has neither a church nor a gate. It is a railway station. 
There is no darkness in Andheri. 
Lalbaag is neither red nor a garden. 
No king ever stayed at Kings Circle.
Nor did Queen Victoria stay at Victoria Terminus.
Nor is there any princess at Princess Street.
Lower Parel is at the same level as Parel. 
There are no marines or sailors at Marine Lines. 
The Mahalaxmi temple is at Haji Ali not at Mahalaxmi. 
There are no pigs traded at Dukar bazaar. 
Teen bati is a junction of 3 roads, not three lamps. 
Trams used to terminate at Kings circle not Dadar* Tram Terminus (Dadar T..T..). 
Breach Candy is not a sweetmeat market, but there is a Hospital. 
Safed Pool has the dirtiest and blackest water. 
You cannot buy coal at Kolsa street. 
There are no Iron smiths at Lohar chawl. 
There are no pot makers at Kumbhar wada. 
Lokhandwala complex is not an Iron and steel market. 
Null bazaar does not sell taps. 
You will not find ladyfingers at Bheendi Bazaar. 
Kalachowki does not have a black Police station. 
Hanging Gardens are not suspended. 
Mirchi Gully does not sell chillies. 
Figs do not grow in Anjir Wadi. 
Sitafals do not grow in Sitafal Wadi, 
Jackfruits do not grow at Fanaswadi. 
But it is true that you may get fleeced at Chor Bazaar!

A City where everything is possible, especially the impossible.
Where telephone bills make a person ill, 
Where a person cannot sleep without a pill.
Where carbon-dioxide is more than oxygen, 
Where the road is considered to be a dustbin, 
Where college canteens are full and classes empty, 
Where a cycle reaches faster than a car, 
Where everyone thinks himself to be a star, 
Where sky scrapers overlook the slum, 
Where houses collapse as the monsoon comes, 
Where people first act and then think, 
Where there is more water in the pen than ink,
Where the roads see-saw in monsoon, 
Where the beggars become rich soon, 
Where the roads are leveled when the minister arrives, 
Where college admission means hard cash, 
Where cement is frequently mixed with ash.

THINGS TO PROVE YOU'RE A BOMBAYITE

Your door has more than three locks. 
Rs 500 worth of groceries fit in one paper bag.
Train timings ( 9.27 , 10.49 etc) are really important events of life.
You spend more time each month traveling than you spend at home. 
You're suspicious of strangers who are actually nice to you. 
The most frequently used part of your car is the horn.
Your idea of personal space is no one actually standing > on your toes.

courtesy  : Rakesh 

Btw Bombay is not Bombay anymore , Its Mumbai....Aamchi Mumbai