I've been in Mumbai for about one and a half months now, and each day has been new & different.. I've made so many friends, got a good job profile, got a great place to stay (on the 15th floor overlooking the hills & the ocean)..
To me, Mumbai is (among other views): filled with high energy & a very deep need to make the daily bread - this need is so highly ingrained into every person in Mumbai (whether from Mumbai or outside) and that drives them to get back on track ASAP, no matter what.. "I must earn my daily bread".. "I must survive".. "I must live".. "The show must go on.."
The last 3 weeks in my life - so much has happened, and it still is happening..
-My roomie quit her job (rather she is 'on a break') and went to her hometown - was just getting to know her a lot more when, she decided to leave.. & today, I got a call from another friend, he quit his job yesterday & returned to his hometown today..
-the rains & hype over it - my roomie & I were just as good as stranded without a cooking arrangement or electicity @ home.. we bought the cooking arrangement the next day.. saw a rockslide - we have this huge rock mountain that acts as a pillar to our flat, which started eroding in the rains!!
- a sudden trip to Trivandrum - came to office in the morning at 11am, caught the 2.30 flight out & came back the next day. When I came back, my office PC being formatted - by 'mistake' and I've still not recovered my data!!!..
- my friends/cousins landing up in Mumbai - An,Ru,Nu,Aj & my folks too..
- the riots - the entrance/ exit to my flat was actually locked. Ignorance is bliss I guess - coz, I dont have a TV at home yet, I was so 'pakaued'(bored to death) so, I decided to go catch a movie with friends, and we ended up having a super time @ club IX, which brought together 6 strangers..
- & how can I not mention the blasts?..
All that I can think of now is, "The show must go on.."