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      Mumbai as you know, is the financial capital of India with big buildings and sky touching hotels and apartments. But as I know, Mumbai is really more than that. I arrived by August Kranti Rajdhani from New Delhi to Mumbai transitioning from 0 degrees to almost 25 degrees. I had 2 sweaters in my hand and an internship offer letter in my bag which I had to show in LTI (previously L&T Infotech). First of all I was kind of looted at the railway station by the cab driver. Well, let's not say looted but I was charged like uber after finalising lesser amount before getting into the cab. On the way I got to know that so called kaali peeli taxi and the ola-uber taxi have become arch rivals on this land. Well, still I believe that you should not get into those cabs and prefer ola-uber only. They really try to play smart and think they can earn more from Non-Maharashtrian,
   
      Next day, I had to go to my office from the famous local train. I had never seen so much crowd at one place running here and there and not even one person could be spotted walking calmly. I was really shocked to see the number of persons on a single 10 feet wide bridge. I knew the train to board so I went to the platform. The next thing that I saw is nowhere compared to what I saw just five minutes ago. The local train was filled with people as if this is the last train which will save the people from apocalypse. The train was really lot like normal train with just sitting benches. The train smelled sweaty and the people looked irritated in 9 in the morning. The grab handles were held tight with one or maybe two hands also. I entered the train which started right on time. There seems really quite some unusualness about time in Mumbai. It is known with reference to the local train timings. It is never 11:05 when you are in Mumbai. It is always either 11:02 or 11:06. So the train started with a push and to my surprise was just like a metro. The halting time being 10-15 seconds like metro and the passengers double than metro. There does not seem to be any organised way to check the tickets. The ticket collectors are hardly on the platforms and if they are, they just check 2 or 3 people's ticket for every 100 people passing by for which most of the time they are settling for less, if you know what I mean.

    I have been living in Mumbai for six months now and I tell you there is a lot that Mumbai offers even though there is very less that you have heard. Tourist places are just an attraction but the inside places are really an addiction. Mumbai offers many many cafes and restaurants that you have never seen before.Rainforest RestaurantDa Capo CafeThe DomeMadeira and Mime are some of them to name. You will never get tired of going into these places and have a bite even though it is really hard you will complete all them. I will not talk about tourist places because you must have already heard of them and their reviews but since I can bet you that I have explored this place more than a Mumbaikar, I will be more interested in the things that forced me to write this.

Prithvi Cafe


Powai Lake

Marine Drive Sunset


   The weather of Mumbai is something that you will not like but I think you will once you are in habit of it. The weather of Mumbai is really humid with sunny days till May end. You will sweat day and night if you are outside. Mumbai is really beautiful in the night with many attraction on the road. After living here I feel very different about Mumbai than I have felt for any other place I have lived. There is some feeling of freedom in its air, The feeling that I could start walking outside and even board a train in the midnight and sit on Marine Drive. The life in Mumbai is really fast. The people are always in a hurry and if you look back to the amount of time you have lived in Mumbai, believe me, there is no way you going to believe it. The things of two weeks earlier seems like happened this week. There is so much to do, there is so much to live and feel. I lived a really fast and amazing life in Mumbai. Although I have to go back to my home town, but I think I am leaving my heart here in Mumbai.


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  1. I have never been, but your description makes me want to visit! Although the weather does seem less comfortable haha

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    1. yes weather is really not good there...too much humidity..i mean really too much...and if you are visiting in monsoon...then I have no words :-D:-D

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  2. I had read many blog about mumbai bt this one depicts some other kind of romantics for the city

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    1. That is really very kind of you. I am honored.

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