It is believed to make Mumbai look 'romantic' and 'beautiful'. It is the ruthless beauty people want to abstain from but can't resist falling in love with. It slows down the city which is in a perennial state of hurry. The Mumbai Rain has arrived.
I'll fail to understand what's so romantic about wading through the muck or getting drenched right before entering office or college (School kids are always happy). I fail to understand the aesthetics involved in over-flowing sewers and stench that gets a booster from the rains.
But, i admit, I love the rains here! It has a strange calming effect on the city. The fast pace exists, only it is happier now. I have been in other places during the rains, and even if the momentum of the rain drops were similar, Mumbai responds differently to the rains.
There are dull rains, boring rains, depressing rains, creepy rains, lazy rains, scary rains, truculent rains and miserly rains. Rains in Mumbai are generous and happy rains. It satiates your monsoon cravings and sometimes fills you up (and the city) a bit too much. The good part is that Mumbai is ready for the rains - only mentally. There are huge puddles filled with water that looks like coffee. As long as I don't have to negotiate with these man holes and car holes, i'm not complaining! However, I wish people in the admin would gobble up less public money and put at least some portion of it to use here.
I love the bus/auto ride to University with the rain spraying on me and I'm happy as long as it is only rain water that fills my shoes. Today I saw a couple maneuvering their way out of what clearly looked like very very dirty water from a nearby drain. I cringed, but when I looked at their faces, it seemed like they were walking through a path laden with rose petals. More than Mumbai, Mumbai people intrigue me. But, I like it in when it rains here!
I'll fail to understand what's so romantic about wading through the muck or getting drenched right before entering office or college (School kids are always happy). I fail to understand the aesthetics involved in over-flowing sewers and stench that gets a booster from the rains.
But, i admit, I love the rains here! It has a strange calming effect on the city. The fast pace exists, only it is happier now. I have been in other places during the rains, and even if the momentum of the rain drops were similar, Mumbai responds differently to the rains.
There are dull rains, boring rains, depressing rains, creepy rains, lazy rains, scary rains, truculent rains and miserly rains. Rains in Mumbai are generous and happy rains. It satiates your monsoon cravings and sometimes fills you up (and the city) a bit too much. The good part is that Mumbai is ready for the rains - only mentally. There are huge puddles filled with water that looks like coffee. As long as I don't have to negotiate with these man holes and car holes, i'm not complaining! However, I wish people in the admin would gobble up less public money and put at least some portion of it to use here.
I love the bus/auto ride to University with the rain spraying on me and I'm happy as long as it is only rain water that fills my shoes. Today I saw a couple maneuvering their way out of what clearly looked like very very dirty water from a nearby drain. I cringed, but when I looked at their faces, it seemed like they were walking through a path laden with rose petals. More than Mumbai, Mumbai people intrigue me. But, I like it in when it rains here!
1 comment:
Wow! This is such a refreshing read.Resonates with my feelings too.
Beautiful picturization of words!
Kudos!
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