Breaking Away, Finding Myself and Losing myself again :)

I know the title is like too ahem! serious.. but as always what I will be writing about will be a lil bit nice n a lil bit naughty :D

If I again start the sob-story of why I don't comment, post or look at my blog, I am going to get a big kick from some of you here. So I shut my mouth right here on that. ;) ;)

I have always hated Mumbai. Right from the time, I knew of Bombay, I hated it. I donno why... Really. So when my boss asked me to take up this assignment in Mumbai, I got cold feet. I never (read NEVER) wanted to visit Mumbai in this life. But for the first time in my life, I let life take it's own course. Actually, life always takes it's own course, we just keep fooling ourselves with this illusion of having control over everything.

I packed my bags with no hopes in my heart and I was so very scared n yet neutral inside. I was so taken aback with the humidity when I got down at Mumbai Airport. I was like "Where am I stuck now?".

As I proceeded towards the city, things looked a little familiar,a little better.

Day 1 was horrifying. I could not find a cab to office, I was late and the only person I expected sugar-talk from was very distant... I cried out of frustration, helplessness and loneliness in a big city...but then I told myself -"Be it. I will manage. I will fall and try to walk on my own again".

There have been too many moments and too many stories that I want to share... Stories that made me fall in love with a city, I thought I will never see in this life.

Mumbai, I love you. Donno if it is for the wonderful people I have met or the rains that cleanse my soul everyday or just the feeling of being free n yet belonging somewhere...

Thank you, Mumbai. I think we will know each other more and make this relationship stronger.

There is so much to tell...and I am going to write about it for sure... Love you.

I broke away from my roots, found a NEW me...and lost myself again in this wonderful city... a city that never sleeps...