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Mumbai is vast. When you think of the city you
cannot narrow it down to one specific feeling. It is a gamut of them catching
you by your throat. But one thing I can guarantee you is that you will fall in
love with it. There have been generations trying to define love with myriad
expressions, yet they keep changing. It’s anger, hate, adoration, adulation,
overwhelming, unfathomable and yes vast. Just like Mumbai.
When you land here you find a purpose. You want to
be better: maybe richer or faster or kinder or greater. But you always strive
to be better. The city tests your mettle but at the end of the gruel you feel
nothing but proud. Maybe the whole sentiment is Romantic in a vicious way but
you will end up admitting even that bit of Romanticism gives your life a
purpose of its own.
Visit Mumbai during the pleasant months of
Kalaghoda festival and soak in the art, culture, tradition and well-dressed ‘Sobo’
people. Visit it during the tumultuous
monsoons, wade through the murky water, catch a local train, reach Worli sea
face and get splashed. Visit it during the Ganpati season and go for ‘Visarjan’
on the 3rd, 5th, 7th and 10th day.
Visit it during the summers, choose a café in bandra and sit sipping the
coolest drink possible wearing shorts and let the world pass you by.
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The city makes you do everything. It makes you
climb a skyscraper and lets you scrounge for the best leather boots in Dharabi.
Lets you sashay through the high end retail brands in a luxury mall and makes
you sweat it out for lovely floral motifs on linking road. Even though the
contrast, neither the high nor the low ever rejects you. Eat panipuri from the
local shop on a Saturday night while waiting in queue for entry into the
recently opened gourmet restaurant. It is but natural.
Even though the brooding heat will make you swoon,
you cannot resist falling in love with this enormous, difficult city. But hey
doesn’t everyone love a bad boy? And like
true love, you cannot let it go. It sings in your blood and every time you
close your eyes, just like that, you are back in your favourite ‘tapri’,
holding a broken umbrella, waiting out a sudden September rain with your
friend, sipping cutting chai and breathing into your soul Mumbai.
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