its time for my breakfast (6.50 a.m) and i need to report at my office at the other end of mumbai by 9.30 a.m for my summer internship. this is my second visit to this city of dreams and the first was some time when i was 12 years old and nou iam 24.
its really great to b in this city which has produced such greats as sachin and identified amitabh bachan.
any hou being from the southern part of the country where we neither speak hindi nor study it for numerous other reasons, this city throws a challenge to me in the very first day.
i dont knou hou to ask for breakfast in hindi and i am jus thinking of getting to the other end of the city without any body's help.
with all prayers to the god almighty i board the train. it is monday morning 7.00 and it seems all my friends who warned me and freightened me about the rush in mumbai trains are mere stupids out there to just scare me .
evrything is fine for the next two stations.
then comes the usual part. i donno from where does all these ppl come from.
they just strom the doors of the train like a army of soldiers cracking the enemeis fort walls n if u happen to be in the way u r sure to b crushed.
thank god for the warnings of the frnds i had taken a tshirt n not in my formals.
the journey lasts for about 11/2 hours and then as fast as they have arrived the entire croud vanishes.
this is my first day first experiences and this happened about 2 weeks back.
there are further experiences(interesting that too).
rest in next posting.