Why is the place filled with people who’re always running? Why is the place so dirty? Why are there plants growing out of every wall there is? Why is the place overflowing with people? Why are there such few chai shops? At least, I didn’t see as many as the eye is accustomed to…
People walk instead of taking shared autos (this whole business of confining autos to the suburbs, not nice) People really, actually walk! Why would you want to walk when you can get there faster and easier by sharing an auto or a taxi? A concept beyond the average Hyderabadi, perhaps. Everyone looks alike. All buildings look alike, there is a grim sense of determination and purpose in everything. What is it they’re up to?
The answers are deep and mysterious. For someone used to doing everything in Nawabi style, I guess it’s rather unsettling to see that the other extreme of the spectrum is just as real as yours… Imagine taking public transport everywhere you go. (shudder!) Imagine no chai every hour from a kettle perpetually on boil… Imagine, just imagine (don’t if you can help it) keeping traffic rules in mind when you drive! Just terrible. What is the world coming to?
For the average Hyderabadi, it’s like being the only kid in a party full of grown-ups 😀
That’s what Bombay is. It’s about being grown up. It’s about being serious about life. It’s about knowing where you’re going. Life is serious business. “Light le?” Did I hear you right? Pata bhi hai? Bulb lagane ke kitne paise lagte hain?
I spent less than a day in Bombay… Hardly qualifies me to comment on the city, chronicled here is my first impression of the planet.
every city in my opinion, has a soul. Bombay has one too, and tangible spirit as well!
My intention is not to hurt the feelings of any mumbaikar. Just wanted to bring out the contrast between the lifestyles of the two cities. Who’s to judge which is better? Not me, for sure… 🙂