Wednesday, April 16, 2008

BOMBAY, The life that was

For the better or the worse, this city has grown on me and it only took a year to do so. To leave it feels like amputating a part of me. I will carry figments of it in my heart forever. The exhilarating, the smelly, the crowded and dirty yet beautiful, formidable, spirited and the extremely fair city... The long drive to work, the crazy traffic, Hard Rock CafĂ©, Gokul’s, Tea Centre, friends, loved ones, midnight excursions, exchanging notes on books with the Butterfly, friendly banter with colleagues, office and even the cabs, trains and the rains!! Bombay never lets the lonely down. The solitude is always momentary and the crowd exists forever. The only city that kills you one moment and breathes life into you the next moment. The only city which made me fall in love with it, unconditionally. The only city which took away as much from as it gave. Here, now, our paths that were or are meant to be, separate for the moment, to come together later.


Arjun said...

I love Mumbai too....
It just grows on you and trust me.. i'd give up loads of stuff to get back there.

OH BTW, before you presume i'm a total stranger... the name is Arjun and am related by matrimony to your friend Supriya!

You write well, and I've been following your blog for a bit now.


pankaj said...

lovely tribute

Rachita Bansal said...

I miss it terribly.. to think I was a fool enough to leave it