I have been cotemplating to pen down my views on this topic for a very very long time...and today I have finally managed to get ma hands on ma keyboard, to write what I feel about the city I love the most, the city I cannot Dream to live without....
As everyone puts it, " MUMBAI is the city the of dreams, a city that never sleeps, a place where you find happiness and bliss, a place of crowded trains, heavy traffic jams, dirt and filth on roads, crazy rains...blah blah blah.." yes...Mumbai is all about this and much much more....
Having spent 22 years of my life in this city, I can proudly say that it has made me what I am and it will continue to teach me more every single day...Mumbai is where millions of people move in & move out off, in the "pursuit of happiness" : Happiness more often = Money..But I believe that this is a place where one finds himself, his ownself..Yes, u might argue that a place of solace and peace is sumthing that this city doesnt really identify itself with, but if you truly give urself a chance u will know...Its in the midst of the crowd that u realize where u really wanna go..the crowded trains teach u to be strong...to understand the struggles of earning that daily bread, the heavy traffic jams make u more patient and teach u to never say die...the long queue's at bus stands in scorching heat, teach u the essence of reaching ur destination..they give u the real test in will power management :) Eatin a wada pav and cutting chai for a meal teaches u that we eat to live and not vice versa..that eating out and spending in luxurious resto's is not as satisfyin as a roadside dosa (pani puri etc..) This city teaches u not to give up, because the minute u think u can't, jus walk on the roads and observe..there are people all around u...strugglin to achieve..watever makes them happy (or unhappy)...and u wud realize that in the end all it takes is the belief in urself...that u can...that nothin is impossible unless u allow ur will to give up...
Its true..this city never sleeps...move out at 3 am and u will find the cars racing on the streets, the newspaper guy piling up his papers, the early mornin breakfast man with his idli sambar on a bicycle...the lights buzzing energy all around in the darkness..
..to be continued...
