Bombay meri jaan

well its been a while since i ve written.. i keep promising myself tat i shud blog more regularly .. but alas.. as most promises i make to myself even this one goes down the drain .. :(

but i had to write today .. i just had to ... i was goddamn frustrated, irritated, sick .. so sick that if the terrorists were to appear in front of me i wud probably cut them apart slowly and clinically in public .. with the turn of events in mumbai .. in my home away from home .. in the city i love so much that even after having passed out of coll 5 years ago i make it a point to go the city atleast twice a year just to live a mumbaikars life ...
mumbai or bombay as i prefer callin the city has time and again been subjected to terrorist attacks .. and every time its jumped back and stood tall ... well but this time i think its different.. it feels different.. i have a sick feelin in my gut that this attack will not be as simple or easy for the bombay junta to wake up and go back to normalcy as they ve always done in the past...
the stock markets were a morale booster... the scenes outside Naariman house wit the ppl shouting slogans after the place was cleansed upped my spirits that the city WILL jump back.....
the news reader on one of the channels very apltly said "the ppl of mumbai will stand tall like they always done" with the Trident Oberoi standing in the backdrop .... i just sincerely Hope.

this whole thing in Bombay is scary.. it is scary not just becasue of the nature of attack.. its scary also becasue of the repurcussion an act like this can have... terrorist now look like the guy/girl next door or the ppl u see in a mall or the ones u hang out with in a pub .. these are an educated lot- classy, sophisticated, and urbane and very good at what they are doing (unfortunately) .. and you know wat all this is goin to do... every time u walk into a good hotel everyone else is immediately under the scanner... evertime u want to go out for a late nite movie u ll think a dozen times before u do so ... every time a group of youngsters dressed in a certain way behave in a certain way they wud be looked at suspiciously ....
i remember spending my nites at the gateway of india... by that i literallly mean sitting there the whole nite ... it was wunderful time ... the 11.00 PM Regal show.. the walk along the Colaba causeway to the sea ... sitting by the sea in front of Taj having Rs 2.00 chai ... doing "bakarchodi" till about 2.00 AM... goin into the 24 hr coffee shop at Taj (lookin totally out of place simply becasue of the way we all were dressed - i think the hawai slippers were the giveaway) - sipping away at a cup of coffee (it was 80 bucks i think) for over 2 hrs ... taking the first train back to hostel...

well i was reliving all these moments on my way back from indore to blore.. wen i realised how much this city meant to me.. and how badly these pl have defaced this beautiful city ...

i sincerely hope that by the time i go back next to bombay the city wud have sprung back wit full vigor to be the bombay that i ve known ... watever happens for me it ll always be "Bombay meri Jaan" ...