Being back in Mumbai makes me wonder why I ever left. I think I needed to go for a while with everything that was happening, personally and professionally.. I needed the time and the distance to gain a little perspective and most importantly, I needed home. But once the injury is past, and the care has been given, you start beating your wings to go out there and experience life again.
Bangalore was an experience, one that taught me it is not the city for me. If anything, it proved to me that my instincts were correct in the beginning. Mumbai is definitely where my heart is the happiest. I can only describe it as a sense of freedom. The anonymity, the people, the sheer size of it even... everything about this city speaks to me...
I'm not sure if it is only Mumbai though. I think personally I find a South Indian city to be stifling... whether it's the language or just the geography of it..I find it all a little too close to home.. And it appears that while I may need to go home to recuperate every once in a while, I also need that physical distance between me and home.
I'm now in Mumbai and suddenly can't imagine going back to Bangalore. It's obvious I don't belong there. So the question is, should I start looking to re-establish my roots in good old Mumbai city till college beckons??.. Or should I let this little window of opportunity pass me by? After all, it really doesn't get any easier than this. I'm packed and I'm here... It could be the easiest thing in the world...
woooohoooo! I love the tone of this post.. music to my ears.. favourite line 'the anonymity, the people, the sheer size of it even.. everything about this city speaks to me'.. very profound LEG
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