Showing posts with label mumbai. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mumbai. Show all posts

Saturday, 19 May 2012

Summer Night



Night descends
The sweat still trickles
For the want of a fresh breeze
The clouds are still
The leaves motionless
Waiting for that powerful whiff...
Sleep resists
Lights stay on..
The city stays awake
Till the wind's presence is known.
Dreams not dreamt
Promises not kept
All I need is some rest
But the air does not move
My eyes are too tired to see
And sleep still evades
Despite my desperate plea.

Photo taken from the roof of my hostel :)

Sunday, 20 November 2011

Random thoughts on a random Sunday

Aaaahhh... So I finally got a Sunday off from work.. And some time to spend on the internet..


 Usually thoughts run through my mind at a gentle pace, like the non existent Mumbai breeze. But today they are running at such a frightening speed that I had to jot them down. To maintain my sanity. To kill my boredom. To update my blog. So you must have guessed that the third reason was the most important one? Well you're right. There's a lot of pressure that goes into maintaining an Indiblogger rank.. So here goes...


Thought No. 1: I should own a private flat in Mumbai. With air-conditioning, to save myself from mosquitoes and sunstrokes (which curiously enough are fully possible in Mumbai even during the winter).


No.2: I want to make a living out of reading books, not medical ones, though. Or better still, I want to marry the owner of a bookstore.


No. 3: I want to have Vada Pav or street chaat for breakfast, lunch and dinner.


No. 4: They should consider banning people from working after 5pm. Seriously. I don't know who 'they' are, though.


No. 5: 'They' should also open a Mafia Wars de-addiction centre. Fully cured from this addiction, I have suffered an acute relapse again.


No. 6: I am not feeling hypoglycemic (hungry, in medical terms) today. Yes, I do think in medical terminology.


No.7: People who own flats in Mumbai, kindly use curtains. I'm not interested in seeing you scratch your butt, or have a bath, or... the possibilities are endless... I DON'T WANT to witness your private moments, but I still CAN. Get what I mean?


No. 8: I am missing Bangalore, Mummy, Mummy's food, my soft, soft, bed....


No. 9: Thoughts are still racing through my head and my typing speed cannot keep up...


Racing thoughts... Am I suffering from an acute episode of Mania? There I go, with the medical terminology again.. And you must be bored, reading utter nonsense. Well, I did warn you, this post was just to update my blog! Kindly look elsewhere to satisfy your reading urges. :)

Monday, 3 October 2011

Open letter to Mumbaikars

Dear Mumbaikar,

At the outset, I would like to make it clear that I love your city. I have stayed here for a little over 5 months and I have enjoyed myself a lot. I like the way the taxi drivers in your city charge according to the meters. I like it that an average Mumbaikar will go out of his/her way to make a South Indian like me feel at home in your wonderful city. I love the shopping malls, the beaches, the festivities during Ganesh Chaturthi and your vada pavs. But I would like to clarify a few things about the land south of the Vindhyas.

South India comprises of 4 states and each state has its own official language. I can't believe that after 12 years of formal schooling you do not know which language belongs to which state. First of all, it is Kannada, not 'Kannad' just like it is Marathi and not 'Marath'. And no, Telugu and Kannada are not the same, so, one CANNOT be used as a synonym for the other. 

All South Indians do not know all 4 languages. Chennai is NOT the same as Bangalore and therefore, Royal Challengers Bangalore SHOULD NOT be confused with Chennai SuperKings. 

It also goes without saying that all South Indians DO NOT speak with a Mallu accent..

I would also like to add that you should try Masala Dosas in a South Indian city before you order for it in any restaurant in Mumbai. (But having said that I do appreciate that our food is available in your city, so no offence meant here!)

Yours truly,
Stereotyped South Indian in Mumbai.

PS: I promise not to label Maharashtrians as North Indians ;)

PPS: I am trying to learn Marathi. Please give me some more time :)

PPPS: Mumbai Indians will be my second favourite team after RCB.