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An emotion called ‘Bombay’

It was a rainy evening of August, sometime in the beginning of the millennium, my train stopped at the Victoria Terminus station (now CST) in Bombay (not ‘Mumbai’ for me). I reached the city in search of luck, like other thousands that arrive everyday. This was not my first visit though, I had visited the city when I was just 5 years old, with parents. But this time it was all on my own, and few great souls around to support the testing time.

The next few years went through an illusion of all sorts. Ups & downs, achievements & realizations, some fulfillment & some sense of loss – everything that a human can experience, were there on the platter for me for over a decade in this city. But at the same time, the city gave me constant flow of learning, in both academic & philosophical ways. While some colleagues taught me to see great films made across the globe, magically some friends started showing the path of learning art, cinema and literature. While books that I read started opening my mind, the long & drunk discussions on films, literature & politics prepared the ground for me to play around.

Bombay‘ is never just a city of flyovers & trains to me. It’s an emotion that I get attached with instantly when I reach the city. It’s the people, friends, the non-stop rains, smell of the bars and the diverse culture – everything creates this emotion! Even after leaving the city for almost four years now, it’s still gives goosebumps thinking about it. This post should end with the unforgettable lines of Majrooh Sultanpuri:

ऐ दिल है आसाँ जीना यहाँ
सुनो मिस्टर, सुनो बन्धु
ये है बॉम्बे मेरी जाँ…

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