Reminiscing life in Mumbai


It started on 15th August 2010 when I joined Morgan Stanley after campus. I wasn’t very new to Mumbai. I had done my internships in IIT Bombay. So I was pretty much acquainted with the skills you need to travel in the local trains.

Mumbai Local. Source : Reuters

The first two things I noticed were the traffic and the rains. So much has already been said about the Mumbai rains. And yes, they stood true to their reputation.

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Next in line was the cultural shock when we started going around seeing Mumbai. Rarely did we visit any of typical tourist destinations like Ajanta caves, Gateway of India et al. Our hangouts were places like Juhu Beach, Carter Road, Marine Drive, Lokhandwala and the numerous restaurants and pubs in Mumbai. I think you can spend a lifetime and a fortune if you want to cover all the hangout places in Mumbai. You wouldn’t want to go out to these places in the day, the traffic won’t let you reach there and it is too hot and humid to actually enjoy being out. After 9 is when the nightlife starts.

Diwali Lights at Inorbit Mall

Diwali Lights at Inorbit Mall

What was more shocking for me was amount of money people have/spend in Mumbai. All the expensive and imported cars, bikes, houses; ridiculously expensive brands actually selling their stuff makes you think that wealth is really distributed every unevenly in our country; it is certainly concentrated in some pockets. You would need to be earning ridiculous amounts of money to be able to afford a house in a decent locality. Sure you can get good and affordable food in Mumbai, but if you want to buy a house, settle down and have a decent standard of living you’d need to earn/inherit a fortune.

Slums in Malad at Sunrise

Slums in Malad at Sunrise

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Saifee Hospital beautifully lit in the night.

Saifee Hospital beautifully lit in the night.

The city is full of surprises, specially for someone who has spent four years of his college life in Trichy. Ever thought people hanging out with their kids at the Swings and people showing off their expensive cars and bikes till 1-2 AM and awesome eateries ranging from cafe to yogurt to Mughlai cuisine in the same place? Carter road happens to be just the place! Ever imagined an eating joint with 99 varieties of Dosa? See it in Malad. Ever imagined auto-rickshaws actually charging according to the meter! I think the autos in Mumbai are the most economical amongst the tier 1 and 2 cities.

Ever imagined people in the most expensive of cars line up for kebabs from a street side eatery till 4 in the morning? Bade Miyan at Colaba is where you need to go. The place opens up at 7 PM. Ever imagined a class Sea bridge in India? Bandra-Worli Sea link is certainly class! Ever imagined a tiffin distribution company with an error margin of 1 in 1 Million running without any sophisticated IT system? We present to you The Dabbawalas. Ever Imagined a city were people celebrated almost all of the major festivals ,even the regional ones, with unfathomable fervor and joy? Be it Ganesh Chaturthi, Eid, Durga Puja, Navratri, Holi, Diwali, Pongal, Chirstmas? You name it, they celebrate it!

Ever thought of a local train network with a train in every 3 minutes? The local trains are the lifeline of Mumbai. Ever imagined an international airport and Asia’s biggest slum (nothing to be proud of) to be adjacent to each other? Dharavi happens to be the place. Ever imagined people lining up to half a kilometer just to eat pav bhaji at a particular joint? You’ve got to see Sardar Pav Bhaji! You can get anything to eat round the clock in this place! You just got to know the spots!

Bade Miya : THE street side kebab joint which opens form 7 PM till 4 AM and makes people go crazy for it's kebabs.

Bade Miya : THE street side kebab joint which opens from 7 PM till 4 AM and makes people go crazy for its kebabs.

One of the many things I like about Mumbai is the police is pretty accommodation for the nightlife, but maintains pretty awesome security in the city. Sure there are some instances you’d hear about sometimes, but compared to other cities it is still much better. More on that later.

A view of Inorbit mall from my place in Mumbai.

A view of Inorbit mall from my place in Mumbai.

You have so much variety in life there. The overstuffed local trains and buses to the numerous and economic auto-rickshaws, biggest slums to the most

expensive hotels and houses, the awesome street food joints to the most happening discos and pubs, the soothing and happening sea sides to beautiful hill stations around the city, the friendly neighbourhood shops to the most happening malls, the financial industry to Bollywood; the list can go on.

Mumbai Indians vs Deccan Chargers match at Vankhede Stadium

Mumbai Indians vs Deccan Chargers match at Vankhede Stadium

Makar Sankranti, a Kite Flying Festival, celebrated mainly in Rajasthan and Gujrat

Makar Sankranti at Aksa Beach.

I guess as with anyone who has spent substantial amount of time in Mumbai I too am in Love with the city, more so because of the awesome friends I have there. Even after moving to Bangalore, I love it when I get to travel there and hangout with the friends.

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A Farewell Poem (Dedicated to my final year friends)


The poem is not completely original. Don’t know who was the Original Author of this peom. First half of the poem is taken from the original one, while the second half more or less describes my experience at NIT Trichy. Enjoy!

Raah dekhi thi is din ki kab se,
Jeevan ke sapne saja rakhe they kab se…
Bade utavle they yahaan se jaane ko ,
Zindagi ka agla padaav paane ko …

Par naa jane kyon… Dil mein aaj kuch aur aata hai,
Waqt ko rok lene ka jee chahta hai…
Jin baton ko lekar rote they, Aaj un par hansi aati hai,
Na jaane kyon aaj un palon ki yaad bahut aati hai…
Kaha karte they… Badi mushkil se char saal seh gaya,
Par aaj kyu lagta hai ke kuch peeche reh gaya…
Na bhoolne wali kuch yaadein reh gayi,
Yaadien jo ab jeene ka sahara ban gayi…

Meri taang ab kaun kheencha karega ,
Sirf mera sir khane kaun mera peecha karega…
Jahaan 2000 ka hisaab nahin, wahaan 2 rupay ke liye kaun ladega,
Kaun raat bhar saath jaag kar padhega…
Kaun Meri jhadu mujse pooche bina lejayega ,
Kaun mere naye naye naam banayega…
Mein ab bina matlab kis se ladoonga,
Bina topic ke kisse faalto baat karoonga…

Kaun fail hone par dilasa dilayega,
Galati se number aane par kaun gaaliyaan sunayega…
Nescafe mein Chai kis ke saath piyoonga,
Wo befikar pal ab kis ke saath jiyunga…
Aise dost kahaan milenge Jo khai mein bhi dhakka de aaye,
Par fir tumhein bachane khud bhi kood jaye…

Mere pj’s se pareshaan kaun hoga,
Mujhe trichy me radio sunte dekh hairaan kaun hoga…
Kaun kahega saale tere joke par hansi nahin aayi,
Kaun peeche se bula ke kahega.. aage dekh bhai…
Raat bhar movies ab kiske saath dekhhonga,
Kis ke saath boring lectures jheloonga…

Bina dare sachi rai dene ki himmat kaun karega,
Mere room se jaane ke baad chabi rakhne ka msg kaun karega…
Kaun mere cheezein bhool jaane ke baad treat ki maang farmayega,
Kaun kahega “Mujhe intezaar hai us din ka neta, jis din tu apni biwi kahi bhool aaega”…
Kaun meri hansi ko executive hansi bataega,
Kaun mere lunch skip karne ki baat Mom ko bataega…
Der raat mujhe phone par baat karte dekh kaun kahega “Sudhar ja Gupta”,
Kaun meri dasta sunkar kahega “Pata nahi yaar, aisa mere sath to nahi hota”…

Sholay ka spoof baith kar likhunga kiske saath,
Kaun gaane ki himmat karega mere guitar ke saath …
Kaun mujhe aayaam ke naam pe galiya sunaega,
Kaun mujhe Spiderman keh kar bulaega…
Kaun Ubuntu ki har problem mujhse puchne aaega,
Kaun mere PJ’s milne par room aakar hath jodkar jaega…

Kaun kahega, “Gupta Ji tussi Great ho,
Aisi jagah reh kar bhi abhi tak straight ho??”…
Kaun mujhe class ki ik ladki ke sath photo khichane par majboor karega,
Kaun mere ragging ke kisse mashur karega…
paglon ki tarah hansna Chetan sir ki baatien sunkar,
Funda of the Day SMS banana unki baato me se funde chunkar…

Keh do yaaro yeh din phir kab aaenge,
Jab hum apni Corporate life me busy ho jaenge…

Hello Kitty !!


This 21st September, the kittens in our hostel became 2 months old. Well.. Yeah I do remember their birthdate.. :P

The cat named Jenny by the archi guys of my batch (though I’m sure she doesn’t have a clue of it :P) gave birth to 3 kittens in my neighbouring room on 21st July.. Though there were a whole lot of blame games after it, as to who the father is?? :P. It was during these games that the wing thought of naming the kids as Alpha Bali, Beta Bali and Gamma Bali (due to reasons unexplainable here :P). Later we found that the one responsible for it was the cat Goldy who apparently lives in our hostel only (again named so by our hostel junta).
At once all the maternal love in our wing junta came into effect and they started feeding the cat on the milk they brought from the mess..

The cartons of Dell Laptops came into some use at least.. as the home for the cat family.. Though after some days she started looking out for an apportunity to sneak into  open cupboards and put its kids there. :P
Some of the unsuspecting junta had real trouble getting the kids out of the lowermost portion of the cubboard.. :P
Well now the kids walk on their feet.. :D.. and the explore the hostel…

The Black Friday


It was one week back when my luck was so brutal on me for the second time.
The first was when i went with my friends to the cultural-sports fest of VIT (Vellore) called Riviera. Now me being a kind of person who is as far from sports as our politicians talking/doing something sensible.. and also being a comp sci student in an engineering institute which only 3 kinds of people in this world term as a good institue – those who aspire to crack IIT-JEE / AIEEE, those who used to roam in the campus as students some years back and think that having a boss is worst thing in life and the third category being the ones who have only heard about this institute.. what the heck was i doing in a cultural-sports fest.. well they say the grass is always “greener” in the other institute.. but in this case it was indeed “green”. :P
Apart from that i am one among a bunch of individuals (whom some people think as morons) who still have some love/regard left for hindi.. and we do organise a host of interesting events called hindi lits.
Ya.. so my institute is in a city where finding hindi speaking lot is a rare phenomena (many of my relatives think this place as a kinda alien-land). And u can well guess that showing bollywood movies (that too in hindi) is a rarer phenomena here. So we were overwhelmed by the idea of watching a hindi movie in theatre when we heard of a cinema hall screening a hindi movie.. clueless about the torture that awaited us in the form of a movie called “Raama raama kya hai ye drama“… wait.. did you say u’ve heard the name?? Anyways don’t ever dare to watch it..
First of all the interiors and the exteririors of the hall were enough to tell us that India is still far from being called a developed country. Then the movie itself was made as if it were a conspiracy against the bunch of fools who dared to go to theatre to watch it.. i was somehow getting a feeling that the crew of the movie would suddenly show up with a bunch of bakra caps and tell us that it was actually an “MTV fully faltu spoof” of an already nonsense movie.. But to our grief, no one showed up..
Anyways even after trying harder than a farmer ploughing a dry farm, we just couldn’t bear the movie more than 45 minutes and started the balme game like the political parties after a calamity, blaming each other for this torture.
So where was i?? yea.. the second time.. It was a friday..the Black Friday.
I was roaming around in the market of Trichy for some rare shopping. That was when i saw the posters of “Chandni Chowk to China” on a crossroad.. ah well yes i said exactly what you read. What i didn’t know was that there was a whole cinema hall with the poster (at the back to be precise).
In the evening my frinds also came to the market. We were sitting in a restaurant, when some guy from my intitute only came and told us the CC2C was being screened at Megastar Theatre in Trichy. So the ‘Sherlock Holmes’ inside me started juming to tell me that it must be the same building behind that poster.. and it indeed was.
So quickly we made a plan to go for it.
From the trailers, the movie seemed decent enough. Niether did we have a slightest idea of what our destiny was about to present us, nor did we want to miss a chance of watching a hindi movie n theatre in Trichy.
Well we went for the 10:15 show (yea right.. i said 10:15).. Here you dont get seat numbers with ticket. So only the last five rows in the whole theatre were occupied. 80 % of the crowd was from my insti.. the only others bieng some 3-4 north indian families who were.. i suppose brutally embaressed by the comments of the insti junta. For me.. those comments were the only fun part in the whole process.
Those have suffered the same inhuman torture can empathise with us. Yes i had that traumatic experiece for the Second time in Tamil Nadu.. so much that i fear the name of any Cinema Hall in Tamil Nadu.. so much that i couldn’t dare to go for the Movie “Raaz.. the mystery continues” which was released yesterday.
Well the only good thing is that the theatres here in Trichy have started screening Bollywood movies(in Hindi).

First weekend-out of the season.


The post-terror-attacks-fear kept us locked inside the IITB campus for 11 days except for a small visit to the Hiranandani Township.
But on last Saturday we decided that we’ll go out on the Sunday. After watching Chak-De-India till 3 in the night (which someone had shared with the label DVD Rip, while it was actually the hall print and I am still searching for the *#@&*@ %&*!@ who did that) we decided to leave for Bandra at 12 noon.
I was not surprised to see the clock proudly showing 12:10 when I woke up.
Anyways we waited for bus no 422 which is the direct bus to Bandra and I was in full mood to do some good shopping. Only I and Arpit were able to board the Bus, thanks to the racing instinct of the BEST Bus drivers. Pauli and Bansal were left behind.
After some 45 mins we got a call from Pauli. They were heading towards the hostel after waiting that long for the bus !!
Anyways I was determined to do some shopping, for which someone had recommended Linking Road.
The buses here retard to zero velocity at a stop but instantaneously start accelerating, as if they are doing a favour by stopping at the STOP.
We reached linking Road and i got off from the Bus, but here again Arpit was not able to get off. Luckily the Bus stopped at a traffic signal at some distance.
Anyways while roaming around in the market i wished i had a camera as we came cross this peculiar Chuski stall (chuski aka barf ka gola is made by compacting crushed ice around a stick into a tumbler shaped mould and immersing it into any flavour(s) of sharbat) named “Gogola” and its logo was very similar to that of the search giant. It even had a banner showing a internet explorer showing the home page of gogola.com and with the name of flavours it served in the place where Google lists the languages on its home page.
It claimed that it used “Mineral water Ice”, so we were tempted to trying out one. We had the trademark flavour of Mumbai – Kaala Khatta and the so called Blue Lagoon.
After 3 hours of window shopping, bird-watching and trying out different brands of clothes and discovering that 70 percent of all Showrooms on Linking Road were Footwear shops all I could manage to buy was two pair of socks!! I am so very confused when it comes to buying clothes.
Anyway Pauli and Bansal had managed to reach Linking Road by that time. So we went to Bandstand only to discover that the beach was closed because of “security reasons”.
So we had some chaat there and after seeing Shahrukh’s home Mannat and Rekha’s home Basera (well all we could see were the huge fort-like gates and crazy chicks having photo session outside them, hmmm… okeh we would have done the same if we had a camera) we decided to go to Mumbai Times Cafe.
The menu card there goes well with the name. It was like Sunday news paper supplement.
Now this place is just awesome, one of the coolest places to hangout in case you have a hefty wallet (not from credit bills of course :P) and are ready to spend 5 times the amount for the same thing u get outside.
Anyways we ordered a Veg Kabab Platter for all four of us. After 2 hours of looking from one TV screen to the other (there were 10 of them there tunes into different sports channels except one which had news), so that we could get a glimpse of the “greenery” there opposite to the desert in Trichy, we went to McD to have a Burger each.
While returning we all somehow managed to jump into the Bus, I wondered are they the representatives of the “fast” lifestyle of Mumbai !!
We watched the first elimination of the Gala round of Indian Idol 4 and went to sleep.