Its a tale of three cities.... three cities that have for the past three years been the three legs of the tripod on which I stand and try and take a sneak peak into my future... till now there has been no luck.. I am still peaking and waiting for a vague image to appear.
However getting back to the cities: on a flight between two of them my friend and me hit the nail on the head on what these cities really mean to us.
To be fair to the other two cities, the vast unbound expanse of sea does add to a lot of the charm of the city. When I stand on
And that brings me to the other thing I love about the city its “egalitarianism”. The lifeline of
But what I love the most about
I could wax eloquently about the city I love, the quite walks in the sub-lanes of Marine lines, the innumerable vada pavs that have helped me get over hunger, depression and banality as the occasion demands, the anxious yet comfortable late night taxi rides, the late night conversations at Leopold, the random chats in my laughable bhojpuri with taxi wallahs, the frivolous weekends at Phoenix Mills, the brilliant plays at NCPA and the highly over rated music at “Not just Jazz by the Bay”, but its time to state the obvious now.
That my friends (and also strangers) is what