November 07, 2009

Bombay- My love

It has always been on my mind. I just can't stop thinking about it. I belong there. I just know it. What have I done about it? Well, as of now, absolutely nothing. And I just want to kick my butt for that. I have told a bunch of people, that they are all talk and absolutely no shit. I could say the same thing about me now, with regards to this one particular topic.


Where do I even begin? The city of dreams. The city of love. The city of challenges. The city that has taught me the way of life. The city where I want to live. The city that has been home away from home. Everytime I think about this city, my heart skips a beat. A smile escapes my lip and am overcome with emotion. I love this city. I love the smell of this city. I love the people. I love the rains. I love the traffic. I love the old, pale buildings. I love vada paav. I love the late night drunken taxi rides. I love the buzz. I love the suburban train rides. I love getting stuck in traffic at 2 in the morning. I love the concept of being in love with this city. I am in love with this city.


The city that never sleeps. The city that doesn't want to sleep. The city that hates sleeping. The madness. A walk from Mehboob studio to my hotel in Pali hills, made me realize the meaning of my life. I don't think I would want to be anywhere else on this planet other than this city. I have done some crazy things in life. Nothing more crazy than my trip to Bombay with just a helmet. It was just another evening. An evening with cousins at a pub which eventually resulted in taking my bike and parking it at the airport parking lot and taking the next flight to Bombay. A sudden trip that eventually turned out to be the best three days of my life. A trip that resulted in meeting a strange but amazing couple who let us stay at their place for the night- the night that we landed in Bombay. A friend who was more than happy to drive us around town and spend time with us. And another friend, who gave me the keys to her sea-side apartment for a day without having a single thought.


Jo barse sapne boond boond
Nainon ko moond moond

Jo barse sapne boond boond
Nainon ko moond moond

Kaise main chaloon, dekh na sakoon
Anjaane raastein.

I can't stop listening to this song. I can't stop being in complete awe with the lyrics. Shayad yahi hai pyaar. I am in love. Again. With this city. With this amazing city.

Gunjasa hai koi iktara iktara, gunjasa hai koi iktara
Gunjasa hai koi iktara iktara, gunjasa hai koi iktara
Dheeme bole koi iktara iktara, dheeme bole koi iktara
Gunjasa hai koi iktara iktara, gunjasa hai koi iktara


aparna said...

Nice post! When some of my friends talk about Bombay, has made me almost feel jealous of their passion towards the city. What is it to it? Better than Madras ? :)

arvindiyer said...

@ Aparna

Bombay sure is a beautiful city and I love it to bits. I wouldn't really compare the two cities (Madras & Bombay) they are special for various reasons. But Bombay would rate higher on my scale :)

Sneha said...

Nicely written.
I'm addicted to the song as well. I don't know why, but the music describes the way I see Bombay.

Grafx said...

yo.. wasssup.
stopped by after a longggggg break..good to read you again :)

me said...


consider shifting there anytime soon?

arvindiyer said...

@ Sneha

I have tripping on this song for a while now and every time I listen to the song, it transports me to Bombay, by the sea, watching the waves splashing against the rocks and the water droplets sprinkling on my face :)

arvindiyer said...

@ Grafx

Long time indeed. Welcome back and thank you :)

arvindiyer said...

@ U.P

Yup! Thinking, thinking, thinking all the time :)

unpretentious said...

Can see the passion you have for the place...but guess what, your description of the bombay life traffic at 2am etc. is actually making me want to stay away from that place...

Nice to know somebody can love a place so much:) just drop everything and leave i say

arvindiyer said...

@ Unpretentious:

Let me just say that I have only touched the tip of the iceberg with this post. There is so much more to that place, that well one has to just experience by being there and not read about it. I shall surely pack and leave. Thank you :)

Anonymous said...

Loved the city as much as you do (if not more). But now feel like my love for it is fading gradually….somewhere in the past…like I have lost the touch with that side of this city. Chose to work in this city for all the reasons you have written. But it still remains that exhilarating only in my dreams and movies. Probably I am not surrounded by the right people. But then what makes the city special if it needs people to make it your dream city??? (Just thinking aloud) …. Nice song btw.