A Taste of Mumbai

I sat leisurely on a couch on one windy day by the window and just let myself drift away …what was I doing…was I dreaming…
A small little flat with a balcony looking over an over-crowded city…teeming with people..wide long roads seeming to stretch endlessly..sky scrapping buildings looking as if a few more storeys and it would touch the sky…a land where the twinking stars announce the start of a new day…the sun rises only to be greeted with a wide grin by the people who have learnt to rise before the sun…a land where everyone greets every other person with a smile travelling together hand in hand…a city where there is unity in diversity where a person cleaning the train and the person managing the intra city railways travel together in a local train side by side sharing newspaper and breakfast…a city where hard work is the only means to earn your day’s meal…a city where life is difficult yet so fulfilling.. A place where every moment you wish to pause time and before you do so another moment passes by...

I smiled to myself and thought what are you dreaming of…the city of dreams…and the city of dreams it was…