I still remember those childhood days, when I first been to Mumbai (earlier in those days 'Bombay' I suppose). It was really a feeling mixed with curiosity n excitement. I was so very fascinated with this word 'Bombay' that on seeing it first time through a small orifice as our train reaches platform, I literally felt that I might be into my dreams...We hired a taxi, and started exploring the city. Juhu beach, Haji ali, Siddhi Vinayak, Churchgate, Nehru's planetarium, Bacchan's house, and many more added into our wish n finally visit list. Long walks at marine drive into the shadow of Bombay's drizzling has certainly added a mesmerising flavour into our visit. Spending n earning hours of unforgettable moments, sometimes anxious, sometimes being carefree.
Now I am grown up, a so called responsible professional. Few weeks ago I visited "Mumbai". This time the city looked an absolute alien to me or maybe myself to this city. I got my air tickets well in advance into my inbox, I was welcomed by a chauffeur on the Airport. No any name written on the airport fascinated me this time. The taxi has taken me to my destination. I attended the meeting, returned and finally stuck in the midst of Mumbai's heavy traffic resulted due to the so called & partly known Mumbai's drizzling. I was desperately waiting to reach airport even though I've ample time to spend. What actually I was ignoring is the same fascinating city of my childhood.
I reached airport, the flight was delayed due to bad weather. I was sitting in the waiting area and watching showers through a glass pane. I've spent a full day in Mumbai and did not bothered to view this city through my childhood eyes. I was not missing the city but the eagerness n curiosity of my childhood. I was wondering, 'what are we achieving by loosing what?'
Maybe life has got a meaning, a meaning unknown to me.
Or rather those meaningless childhood days were far better...
Suddenly this beautiful feeling has been paused with the announcement, "Passengers boarding flight AI 101 are requested to report at gate no....."
I reached airport, the flight was delayed due to bad weather. I was sitting in the waiting area and watching showers through a glass pane. I've spent a full day in Mumbai and did not bothered to view this city through my childhood eyes. I was not missing the city but the eagerness n curiosity of my childhood. I was wondering, 'what are we achieving by loosing what?'
Maybe life has got a meaning, a meaning unknown to me.
Or rather those meaningless childhood days were far better...
Suddenly this beautiful feeling has been paused with the announcement, "Passengers boarding flight AI 101 are requested to report at gate no....."
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