Mumbai… a place you’re destined to fall in love with.
The only place I never wanted to go was, Mumbai.
I dreamt of going to Pune, Delhi, Kerela, Dharmshala the whole effin North-east… but not Mumbai, nah never!
National geographic was our default channel at home. Every now and then they would telecast a very disturbing documentary of Mumbai. They showed how people traveled there, talk to each other, a very vivid gap between poor and rich and the problem of garbage… uhhh GAAR-BAGE, my first no-no.
Well, circumstances changed in such a dramatic way that I was left with no option but to rush Mumbai. Traveled from Vidarbha Express, nervous for my admission somehow I reached. As the train passed Kalyan station, I saw what an ideal hell must look like. Train was moving slowly and all I could see was colorful plastic bags and stinking garbage in its worst form outside. Try to understand, it was hard for me; I never experienced anything that extreme. Continue reading “Mumbai… a place you’re destined to fall in love with.”