Back in the city..

It’s been a month since I came back from a two weeks break from Mumbai. Yet the urge of moving back which generally lasts till I board the flight still remains.

Of the few cities I have lived in this is the only city with a sense of humor which can get quite audacious sometimes. A friend of mine goes to a restaurant and orders a take-away. The shop guy says it will take 10 mins. After 15 mins the friend enquires about the order to which the shopkeeper replies, “Sir!! I said 10 mins just for the sake of giving you a answer. I didn’t actually mean it. Please have a little patience. Your parcel will arrive any time.” What do you reply to that?

Here’s another incident I encountered in my last month’s visit. I was busy snapping pictures at a train station when a train on the opposite track came to a halt. It was quite crowded with people hanging by the doors. Suddenly the folks by the door realized I was taking pictures of the train and screamed at me to take their pictures too. That was the first time I saw an entire compartment of people posing for a picture.

The point is that the city seems to be alive as it never ceases to surprise me. There is a careless sense of grandeur in its people. It’s like everyone is saying “Seth! Been there done that, now please come to the point and go on with your life.” It’s the sort of attitude every outsider resents but wish to possess.