Decade in city of dreams

Mumbai is a city of contradictions. It’s not meant for fainthearted …. Nor many acknowledge and appreciate this city for what it is .

It’s a crazy city with little houses, cost of living is high enough to dent your pocket no matter how much you earn.  Roads are bad , pavements are worse and potholes are in abundance, traffic can be at most unexpected times of day (not that it isn’t the whole day).

Yet in spite of all the misgivings…. this city has been my home for last 10 years

It was here that I finally found sense of belonging too, the nomad in me found a place to call home. People, who know me well, know how crazily I love this city (so much so that hubby had to move here instead of me moving to Delhi post marriage).

I came here fresh out of college….living in a very sheltered life till that time, Mumbai steeled me up in last decade. I have become a different person than what I was (hopefully for better)

it was here that I found my freedom …courage and confidence  to be what I am

It was here that I realized it’s safe to for a girl to live all by herself without any support.

It was here that started to learn from mistakes made (plentiful learning i must say)

 It was here that I met some wonderful people who taught me a thing or two about life

It was here that I learned to trust sometimes without being too skeptical

Yet last year I started to question my love for this city all over again. Don’t get me wrong, Mumbai is still the same city it used to be 10 yrs ago but I have changed or should I say grownup as a person.

Earlier standing in crowd was peaceful for me …….it use to make me feel safe and now i long for peaceful ….quite walks by the road………….sipping my cuppa by the window, hearing blissful silence (yeah you got me right………..me getting old ……….spot on!!)

Couple of months ago I was seriously contemplating moving to someplace where me and hubby could actually have a quality life

After a lot of deliberation we zeroed down to Bangalore. Luckily around the same time I got to visit Bangalore for the first time and though I did like the city very much, but the sense of unfamiliarity made me cringe and so here I am back to the same city.

Speaking about familiarity, it is so that we all like our comfort zones…..we all want to get into that zone as soon as we start something new…be it a new job , relationship , moving to a new city – home..its our basic nature…..and soon that comfort zone tangles you so much so that we don’t want anything outside it……when you are young and gung-ho it is easier to switch between zones…but with age it becomes more and more difficult.  

I envy people who have the persistence to move out of their zones at their will. It is something I wish to learn.

Nevertheless that’s about it. Adios my friend. Will try and meet you very soon :)