AND THE COUNTDOWN BEGINS

Readers reading this blog may say that, why the hell am I getting so emotional? My answer is, I have been staying in Mumbai for past 23 years. Mumbai now is a part of my life. I have done my schooling, junior college, engineering and job from here. Mumbai hasn’t just shaped my life but it has groomed it. If I was in another city, I have would haven’t been so successful. People around me had inspired me to do well whether it’s my engineering or job.

My company’s vice president is such guy. He’s damn brainy and hard working and still he parties harder than me. Few of colleagues are that way. Even my best friends are damn brainy and credit to such people, I am like that. When you see them, you want to them and that’s competition. In T20 cricket they say that the penultimate over is the most important. Similarly my penultimate week is damn important for me as by speaking with them I can plan my next 10 years.

Cricket and Mumbai are linked like a mother and child. I used to hold the bat and practice the same shots when Dravid used to play but now I like Raina. I argue a lot with a girl who likes Kohli like an obsessed kid. I used to argue with a friend who liked Tendulkar. Sometimes our argument used to get so heated that we used to not even speak. Every Mumbaikar is a cricket fan. During world cup we watch India’s match by wearing its t-shirt and Mumbai Indian’s t-shirt when they play. I sit watching it and won’t let my mom to get of the sofa.

Mumbai has given me and my sisters that boldness. When I went to Singapore, I had even asked my parents to not to come to even the airport. I was a complete freak. A boy in my company wore a yellow shirt with a light blue jeans. I used to whistle and shout ‘taxi’. That boy gave me a weird look. He said, ‘galti se mere haathkhoonna ho jaye’ (by mistake I should commit a murder. I said, ‘khoonkya, nakhoonsirflagakedikha’ ( murder me later first even dare to touch a nail. If you think that I am very docile and a silent boy then my friends would ridicule you.

If you live in Mumbai and don’t enjoy its night life then you are missing something. I often used to go with my friends to pubs, while they flirted with girls, I was busy analyzing their actions and I had come to a conclusion that ‘bimboos’ are easy to make a girlfriend but such bimboos are only good to date, they can’t be a MM (marriage material). I own a house, car etc. so friends often ask me.

Friends: do you have a girlfriend?

Me : no.

Friends : don’t lie.

Me : why the hell would I lie.

But if I close my eyes and recollect all the moments of Mumbai, trust me they are countless and they bring a smile on my face