Life takes you through many turns. Some are deliberately opted for, yet some others fall into place somehow. Here's a big experience, much more shortened.
It was a brave decision to leave for Mumbai taken by me. Part of a grid that was created in my mind someday during my experiments with life. Change is always desired, and Mumbai somehow seemed alluring to do my PG. Moreover, I got through a pretty decent college.
After coming to Mumbai, life has been a blur. A very flashy blur for that matter. I could relate with people here almost instantly and it seemed my decision to change locations was one of the best ever taken by me. I was amazed at the pace with which I made friends. I wondered where did my inhibitions take off to. A spark of divine intervention; I must define it like that. Every moment turns into an experience here; giving such a sense of self reliance, happiness and satisfaction.
Mumbai may not be compared with Paris or NYC but the city's charm in itself is so attractive that even without speaking a word of Marathi, I feel at home here. The cuisine, the lifestyle of the people, the struggle with which many spend days, the luxury with which beamers pass by me- all these are incredibly astounding.
The pace of life in this city is so vigorous that I realize it's been a month since my course started. I have been in different places geographically and lived in rather diverse environments. The city of bollywood keeps throwing a bone at me for choosing it as my current home.
Yesterday (29/08/13) was another great day. First off all we had a holiday which makes any day! Secondly I woke up at 12 noon and thirdly, it was Dahi Handi which is an annual occurrence in the city. Teams of teens and kids and adults turn up to break the pot containing curd relating to Lord Krishna. Political parties sponsor lakhs of rupees, trophies etc. A political gambit I could phrase, Dahi Handi is one of the craziest, colourful and incredible sights. Human towers are made by balancing upon one another following well maintained strategy and spirit. Some stumble, some rise. Either way, for us spectators, it was mesmerizing indeed. Music, inherent in any Indian festival, takes center of attraction.
To account for experiences in Mumbai, I will have to recount every second as each and every moment is incredible here. Well, singing aloud facing the sea in Marine Drive would be a primary one which I would elaborate soon. Life seems amazing. God's grace; isn't it?
Gracias,
ßąரK૯ર
It was a brave decision to leave for Mumbai taken by me. Part of a grid that was created in my mind someday during my experiments with life. Change is always desired, and Mumbai somehow seemed alluring to do my PG. Moreover, I got through a pretty decent college.
After coming to Mumbai, life has been a blur. A very flashy blur for that matter. I could relate with people here almost instantly and it seemed my decision to change locations was one of the best ever taken by me. I was amazed at the pace with which I made friends. I wondered where did my inhibitions take off to. A spark of divine intervention; I must define it like that. Every moment turns into an experience here; giving such a sense of self reliance, happiness and satisfaction.
Mumbai may not be compared with Paris or NYC but the city's charm in itself is so attractive that even without speaking a word of Marathi, I feel at home here. The cuisine, the lifestyle of the people, the struggle with which many spend days, the luxury with which beamers pass by me- all these are incredibly astounding.
The pace of life in this city is so vigorous that I realize it's been a month since my course started. I have been in different places geographically and lived in rather diverse environments. The city of bollywood keeps throwing a bone at me for choosing it as my current home.
Yesterday (29/08/13) was another great day. First off all we had a holiday which makes any day! Secondly I woke up at 12 noon and thirdly, it was Dahi Handi which is an annual occurrence in the city. Teams of teens and kids and adults turn up to break the pot containing curd relating to Lord Krishna. Political parties sponsor lakhs of rupees, trophies etc. A political gambit I could phrase, Dahi Handi is one of the craziest, colourful and incredible sights. Human towers are made by balancing upon one another following well maintained strategy and spirit. Some stumble, some rise. Either way, for us spectators, it was mesmerizing indeed. Music, inherent in any Indian festival, takes center of attraction.
To account for experiences in Mumbai, I will have to recount every second as each and every moment is incredible here. Well, singing aloud facing the sea in Marine Drive would be a primary one which I would elaborate soon. Life seems amazing. God's grace; isn't it?
Gracias,
ßąரK૯ર
