TUL.....TUL

                          It just seems that Mumbai keeps springing back surprises in my life. And this weekend was no different. After like ages I came across one of the most lovely girls of my college here again in Mumbai and she immediately stuck us down with her humbleness and cheek in tongue smile. A girl who had an overflowing heart and soul rather than a puffed up ego , which the beautiful and successful girls always have. I was astonished the way she has changed. She was so full of life which reverberated in her smile. Yes she had changed but I was not complaining as she changed for better. I so very clearly remember the way she used to blast us off whenever we used to poke her during her headache times and may be that scare will always remain.(May be some thing she would have picked up from her roomie who is a live temper brigade).

                         So, we met up had lunch talked away to glory even though most of the place she and Lipu talked about I had never heard of. I was lost in my world thinking about the fact that may be I had the same confidence that this girl has, the same smartness she exudes yet be so humble and grounded and meet with your friends with the same fervor like in college and of course like a typical Bengali gorging on fish and rosogolla.

                         But then the latter half of the day was most surprising. She opened up about herself. I never thought as to why she gives a damn to what other people think. Pretty sure half of them will be jealous that she is not with them and the other half because they cant think of being with her just because she has a class of her own. But for we people she is a classmate, a friend for whom we still care irrespective of what has happened or what she has done because I know she has never done anything bad to me. Thats why she does not owe any explanation to any one. My be she should learn from certain things like below:-

Gham ke ye baadal guzar jaane de
Ab zindagi ko nikhar jaane de
Chhod de ab yaadon ke dukh sehnaa
Sun bhi le jo dil ka hai kehnaa
Jee le zaraa, jee le zaraa
Kehta hai dil jee le zaraa

 Cheers to her for a wonderful day , a day well spent with some memories etched for a long time to come .......

BAM BAM BAM BAMBAI (THE MUMBAI MANIA)

           Mumbai ........mm.....mmm .....the very word invokes images of bright lights , dynamic energy ,bustling lanes , popular corners, local trains and many more. And as it had to happen I did land in Mumbai and was immediately greeted by the heavy traffic and in the past one month there have been so many incidents that have forced me to salute the spirit of Mumbai and its people. Mumbai accepts everyone with open arms and once you land in its cradle , you see the wide variety of people cutting across all corners of India united by an invisible dying spirit. Mumbai has always picked itself up by its bootstraps and marched off to work after every big incident that threatened to mar that spirit.. It won't be wrong to say that one city that can give you an insight about the entire country is Mumbai (handsdown). 

                 Even the Mumbai sea reverberates tales of the thousands of love hungry, high on testosterone couples, the righteous rebels of the city, the keepers of faith in that word called ‘LOVE’. The euphoric dance of the sea, the symphonic orchestration of the waves lends them an outlet to emote, to sing their songs without fear, gives them that inexplicable strength in the heart, coaxing them, cajoling them to keep the romance alive at least at that tender, confusing and insouciant age of helplessness. The quite and secretive exchange of the waves and the stars at the horizon, the gentle breeze, the glancing into nothingness infuses that tingling happy feeling deep in the pit of the stomach. The sea has witnessed the swaying of lovingly held hands, many a promises made, many vows broken, many a tear drop being shed on its wet face. People like my BADE and CHOTEY sharing their heart out in Marine Drive probably the best amongst them.

                    More than as a place, its the people of Mumbai who infuse that sense of spirit amongst you. In my case right from my roommates to the people at work , everyone has taken that extra care walked that extra mile to make me feel comfortable. Starting with roommates BADE,CHOTE,MOTE (the three musketeers apart from me) are unique in their own sense. Life just seems so dull when they are not around. Their noise is like music to ears, incidents like IRISH HOUSE and SEVEN HILLS which are etched in my memory for ever (with that scar on CHOTE's head ). In fact it will be wrong to say that if BADE stops taking Blender's Pride and CHOTE stops using TATA DOCOMO, both of these companies will go bankrupt . The way BADE sleeps in installments in weekends and CHOTEY eats at nights is quite unique.

                People at work here are equally amazing. Manju maam like every lady so particular about cleanliness and taking care of everyone like MOM so much so that I dont even miss my MOM. RAJ sir or RATS sir (dont know what Manju maam calls him) is a workaholic which even puts us to shame. I think he should get a cot, mattress and pillow in office only.  Both of them like my roomies always take care of me a lot and make me feel at home. 

            I know my stay in Mumbai is going to be quite short but I think that I have already had memories that will never FADE..