"The train arriving on platform no. 2 is 12 coach slow local for Churchgate. It will stop at all the stations."
Woah. Mumbai. Local trains. Traffic. Rains. Traffic. The Sea. Traffic. Night Life. i haven't witnessed one. Traffic.This is Mumbai for me. It's a mad mad place with mad mad people. Mum, Wiser men kept telling me Mumbai is not that easy but hell i wanted Mumbai, i wanted to live life the Mumbai way. Man, what a dumb ass i was. A Complete Idiot.
Well, the above mentioned statement welcomes you when you go to Andheri Station. That's where i go.Daily. I catch the train to Churchgate. The first day i took this train, i was full of enthusiasm, positive energy, I had no place to sit in the train but still i was happy standing at the door, wind rushing through my hair. I felt confident. Felt i could take over the world. Felt like i was the only one. Again, A Complete Idiot.
A few days, weeks passed before i realized that i wasn't the only one. There were thousands of girls (or should i say women :| ) like me carrying a LARGE handbag in one hand, cell phone in the other and ears plugged to an iPod. By LARGE handbag i mean a LARGE handbag. Extremely large and shiny one. It has to be large coz it carries everything from a comb to make up kit to atleast 3 tiffin boxes to a pair of shoes and what not. And shiny, that's because people here are freak.
Initially, i wondered why were the people here in so much of a hurry. Hurrying to climb the train, hurrying to get down, hurrying for everything. Then i was introduced to the Mad Mumbai Race (MMR). MMR is basically a virtual race. To explain in details it would be when people are in office they are hurrying up work and thinking of going home early. When people are at home they are thinking of leaving early to avoid traffic. When they are on the platform they are thinking of jumping into the train and grabbing the seats, when there is an empty train coming they are still jumping into the train grabbing the preferred seats. When they are getting out of a train they want to rush to catch an early bus. When they are in the bus they want to rush to catch the earliest train. They talk to their husbands, yell at their boy friends, scold their children, fight with the 'bai' on phones. Their life is a mobile phone. Now i know, why Mumbai is a fast paced city. They have to win the MMR.
If this is what a mumbaikar is, i don't want to be one. Although i am afraid i have become one already. :O
Let's hope my train doesn't stop at Frus-station.
Well it does stop there daily, otherwise there wouldn't have been a topic for this post. *Sigh*
Woah. Mumbai. Local trains. Traffic. Rains. Traffic. The Sea. Traffic. Night Life. i haven't witnessed one. Traffic.This is Mumbai for me. It's a mad mad place with mad mad people. Mum, Wiser men kept telling me Mumbai is not that easy but hell i wanted Mumbai, i wanted to live life the Mumbai way. Man, what a dumb ass i was. A Complete Idiot.
Well, the above mentioned statement welcomes you when you go to Andheri Station. That's where i go.Daily. I catch the train to Churchgate. The first day i took this train, i was full of enthusiasm, positive energy, I had no place to sit in the train but still i was happy standing at the door, wind rushing through my hair. I felt confident. Felt i could take over the world. Felt like i was the only one. Again, A Complete Idiot.
A few days, weeks passed before i realized that i wasn't the only one. There were thousands of girls (or should i say women :| ) like me carrying a LARGE handbag in one hand, cell phone in the other and ears plugged to an iPod. By LARGE handbag i mean a LARGE handbag. Extremely large and shiny one. It has to be large coz it carries everything from a comb to make up kit to atleast 3 tiffin boxes to a pair of shoes and what not. And shiny, that's because people here are freak.
Initially, i wondered why were the people here in so much of a hurry. Hurrying to climb the train, hurrying to get down, hurrying for everything. Then i was introduced to the Mad Mumbai Race (MMR). MMR is basically a virtual race. To explain in details it would be when people are in office they are hurrying up work and thinking of going home early. When people are at home they are thinking of leaving early to avoid traffic. When they are on the platform they are thinking of jumping into the train and grabbing the seats, when there is an empty train coming they are still jumping into the train grabbing the preferred seats. When they are getting out of a train they want to rush to catch an early bus. When they are in the bus they want to rush to catch the earliest train. They talk to their husbands, yell at their boy friends, scold their children, fight with the 'bai' on phones. Their life is a mobile phone. Now i know, why Mumbai is a fast paced city. They have to win the MMR.
If this is what a mumbaikar is, i don't want to be one. Although i am afraid i have become one already. :O
Let's hope my train doesn't stop at Frus-station.
Well it does stop there daily, otherwise there wouldn't have been a topic for this post. *Sigh*
