“Mumbai” it’s not just a word, it’s a concoction of emotions, pieces of hearts, droplets of rain, puffing of the local trains, honking sounds of the traffic and a bread-winners paradise.
If I could choose to
live anywhere in India, I’d choose Mumbai over and over again. It’s where I’ve
spent 20 years of my life and wouldn’t mind spending the rest of it.
Imagine, you’re
already late for work and to top it all you’re stuck in a bottleneck of traffic
due to the incessant metro-construction; the truck drivers are not giving you
way and rickshaw’s want to fly over cars to reach their destinations, its hot
and humid and you have no option but to wait, just then a little street
vendor/urchin knocks at your car window to sell you a beautiful bouquet of
roses. Right there, that’s when you truly disregard all the frustration and
start enjoying the small joys of life. And that’s exactly what living it a
metropolitan city like Mumbai feels like, it’s all about the rat race but it’s
also about the aesthetic feel of everything around.
People living in
remote places of India come to Mumbai with a sparkle in their eyes whereas the
residents of the city have nothing but complaints about everything be it the
government, municipality or a delivery-guy wanting nothing but to service you.
We forget that we live in this ivory tower called Mumbai where we get
everything on a silver platter. Sometimes it feels like in Mumbai, need may be
satiable but never greed.
Let’s take a moment
to look around us and appreciate the real aesthetics of Mumbai that we have for
long taken for granted.
The Magical Monsoons in Mumbai hold a special place in my heart. Often a
cause of misery and trouble for most, but for those who see a silver lining in
everything it is indeed an experience. The lingering smell of the soil, the
rain pattering over the leaves, the cool breeze amidst the humidity and the
little shops selling snacks right out of the hot pan are indeed a blessing.
The Mumbai Local, a much-criticized means of transport, but in
reality, one of the world’s fastest communication network. How else would you
reach from one end of this humungous and perplexing city to another end in less
than an hour?
The Beaches of Mumbai are no Goa-style shacked beaches, but they have just the right blend for any beach-lover, tourist or a fitness enthusiast working out by the sea. With a plethora of stalls and activities by the sea, it makes it a kids-paradise too.
The beach with a promenade, namely Marine Drive is of utmost significance to any Mumbaikar’s life, it’s a place for pensive thoughts when lonely, a place to unwind from a day’s long work, a place to hang out for college students and mostly a place from where you see a major portion of Mumbai with yourself being a tiny drop in the ocean.
A hub for Art
and Theatre providing many
with their daily-bread. Mumbai is the city for all those amateur actors from
all over India who come to Mumbai with the dream of becoming the next “Shahrukh
Khan”. Theatres like Prithvi, Tata and Bhabha play a pivotal role in
bringing recognition to these talents.
Shopping
Anywhere and Everywhere is yet
another feature special to Mumbai. One need not go the distance to shop for
anything. The famous Colaba Causeway, Fashion Street and Lokhandwala Market,
are very centrally located and cater to all kind of masses and satisfy every
shopping urge be in clothing, jewelry, or pottery.
Such is the aura of my city, the city I call home, the city I’ll hold close to my heart no matter where I’d be in the future. Living in this “Ivory Tower” may give a misconception of being “mollycoddled” but the struggles of surviving and earning a living in a city as populated as Mumbai busts this myth. The constant search for potential, opportunities, security and a better life puts us right back in the interminable rat race called life.
Written By - Tushna
Choksey
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