Things Not 2 Do in Mumbai…

- Call a cab driver ‘Bhaiya’.
- Argue with sabjiwalas…
- Look smart while visiting ‘fashion market’.
- Stand in front of Amitabh/Shahrukh’s building[As u look no less than a useless person to stand like a gatekeeper … ;P]
- Going for a jungle safari @ S.G.N.park. {Borivali/Dahisar} [U’ll get less than 5 tigers n loins hiding behind the bushes like rats, but u’ll enjoy the rain if it’s a rainy season.]
- Visit worli sea-link @ evening all ALONE. [You need a partner to enjoy that beautiful…awesome location.]
- Dare to go to marine drive and enjoy pizza at The pizzeria without your partner.
Buy modaks @ sidhhivinayak temple surroundings to offer it to god. [They make fool of you.]
- Run through the platform at night when there’s no one at station (especially @ Dadar station…Shits will follow u everywhere.)
- Stand in the crowd @ any of the station. The crowd will itself push you towards the train without your effort.
- Dare to walk along the roads in the rainy season at Dahisar areas…U’ll literally wash your clothes in mud…
- Last, but not the least…Talking to your partner while you are busy njoyin with your sisters’. He’s gonna kill you or he can be envious of them if he’s not with you…[God…I knw he’s damn jealous of them I know…]

Feel free to add in your inputs/ ideas/views/ comments below ;)

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