In an interview I was asked if I would stay in Mumbai after graduating from the course I was pursuing and the reply at the time was an enthusiastic and definitive YES. Convincing the interviewer was a cake walk, the challenge was convincing myself especially after the tourist mentality wore off and the Mumbai local mentality presents itself.
Mumbai took off my rose tinted glasses as soon as I began looking for a roof to put over my head. South Mumbai presented itself with ridiculous rent, shady nooks and corners, dirty bathrooms and arrogant landlords. Compromise on expectation and desperation to find shelter from the pouring rain (everyday, all the time) found me a bed, bookshelf and the reliable steel Godrej cupboard. Home sickness kicked in with the realization that your room back home is bigger than your flat in this city.
Unpacking and settling in was as hard as hailing a taxi to start exploring my surroundings. I had watched alot of movies shot in Mumbai and hence my starting point was everybody's favourite place, Marine drive. A hard day over, alot accomplished and in conclusion I found reason to look ahead with positivity which came as i looked out at the beautiful Queens necklace. Anticipation of this city of contrast that brings frustration and peace all in one day, kicked in.
Dear Mumbai, what's next?
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