Once upon a night in Mumbai

My friend ditched me at the last moment pouring water on my plan to go Mount Mary and The Raja of Lalbaug. He didn't picked up phone and left me tensed and couldn't carry on my work properly. Just two things my mind was thinking. A mother and The King. I was tensed. It was my dream and I wanted to make it anyhow. Since the time when I see the raja in picture and a mother is seen only for a week in entire year at the Bandstand, Bandra. I have decided, if no one is coming, I am going there alone. Just believing in mother that everything will be all right and trusting the King. And suddenly mother opened her doors. I saw my colleague sitting in front of me, Ms Rita Gonsalves. I knew she was a christian and would solve my problem. I told her that I would visit the Lalbaug first and later the Mother Mary. She told that the Church would be closed after 12 am. So my plan was wrong. Suddenly she explained me how my plan would be. She advised me to go first at the Bandstand. She briefly described Mother how she was looking, with a smile! I am sure, listening her, no one would deny to visit there. As soon as she was describing her, I was getting more excited to go there. And I said to me,"Yes. I am going. No matter I am alone. Mumbai will not do anything wrong with me." She gave me complements and made me able to take decision. Also assured to reach Lalbaug before the last local would run and I could also come back to Fort.

It was 6 o'clock and Ravi took my number in case of any emergency where I would need help. I thanked him and went for Bandra. As soon as I reached, there was again a huge queue for auto. I fled from the place and went away to an uncle. I told him I want to go to Mother Mary. He told me to pay 20 Rs on sharing basis. But I insisted to pay him for rests too and asked to take me at the best place from where I could access the Mother easily. He was really helpful. He immediately said,"Sahab, I will leave you at the Shah Rukh Khan's bunglow, Mannat. There is a direct entry to see the mother. Go there and stand in a queue."

I told him to leave me there and I started climbing the mountain from Mannat. I wasn't aware of the situation that Shah Rukh Khan had closed that entrance road due to the inconveniences he was facing by the pilgrims. Thanks to mother, the Mumbai cops had kept opened some part of barricades! When I reached church, there wasn't queue! I was shocked. I saw female Mum cop and immediately asked her from where I should enter church. She showed me the direction where there wasn't anybody. So I ran towards it and saw mother. She was so beautiful, pleasant and peaceful. I was feeling like I would sit for hours under the peaceful atmosphere. But the other pilgrims were coming too and I had to move out. As soon as I came out, a little girl came and asked me to buy flowers and candle for the mother upstairs. I denied immediately and moved on towards the shop. Then she hold my hand and again requested to buy from her. I saw in her innocent eyes and asked,"How much for this?" She was very innocent little one. She said," Ten and Ten". I gave her 10/- Rs. She said,"No Ten sir. Ten and ten is equal to 20." I smiled and gave her the rest money. As my first visit I took her with me as I wanted to know how the rituals are performed. She explained me and left. I completed the rituals and came back. I saw the Gauri Ganesha were being immersed on the Bandstand and I really do not want to miss an opportunity. There were lots of cops and I joined one of a family who had brought their Bappa. I was starving, still I didn't take anything and went towards Station. It was my first lone journey with the central railways. I took CST bound train from Dadar and alighted at Chinchpokhli where Lalbaug Cha Raja lives. With no idea of the direction, I reached in the queue by following the commuters and asking cops.There was a long queue for Mukh Darshan and I joined it.

It was 8 o'clock when I stood in a long queue. I believe it's only a miracle where millions of people come to see the Raja, yet nothing inauspicious happens. There are little children, men, women, elders and people with every age, yet there is no case of molestation, inappropriate behaviour or drunk men making chaos. The queue was moving rapidly. And we entered in large Pandal where people were moving in separate gullies made by iron grills. Devotees were following rules and at every end of the gully, I was finding a little girl in a corner who wasn't walking but passing through the fence and waiting for her parents to come. She was looking exactly like The Shweta Shingala (My Ex Colleague) reminding me her innocent baby face at each corner. Finally we were moved out from the pandal and reached the way towards the Raja. The group of cops were asking to move ahead faster as the devotees were increasing as it was a weekend. As soon as we reached near the main pandal where the idol was kept, the heart beat went faster. People took out their costly Samsung smartphones and tablets, and started either shooting of capturing image of the Raja. Like they were interested more in capturing images than catching the glimpse of Mukhdarshan. So do I.

I captured few images after Mukhdarshan and suddenly lady inspector came towards me, holding my hand she pulled me towards the exit gate saying,"Lavkar ja. Nahitar tumchya mobile japt karun taka." followed by a hard push by a constable that made me fall on a little boy. I immediately picked up that boy. I and his father scolded the cops. I reached there around 11 o'clock and I didn't even allowed to see the Raja for 5 seconds. Although we were coming out, the crowd were still hanging around and cops were failed to control the crowd. Just couple of meters away, something happened. And cops immediately arrested some devotees trying to access the VIP gates. Still seeing the situation out of control, one of a cop ran towards us. I immediately crossed the road and headed towards to Chinchpokli station.

I was planning to spend entire night with the Ganesha. So I called my beloved friend based in Fort. Vijay Rajiwade, who was also the member of the famous Pandal of "Fort Cha Ichchhapurti Ganesha". I was starving when I alighted at the CST station. It was 12:30 AM and platforms were empty. I went out and found whether any restaurant was opened. I saw Mc Donald was opened and I went there to eat my favourite Mc Spicy Paneer. Eating that I went towards the huge pandal of Ichchhapurti Ganesha. I called Vijaybhai and he arrived immediately. He took me from the VIP gates to reach the Ganesha Idol. But I prefer to stand in a queue later. I was sitting in a huge pandal. The prototype of The Maysoor Palace, Karnatak was prepared and I was just dazzled seeing the interiors and the shining Idol of Lord Ganesha.

Vijaybhai's Pandal- Fort Cha Ichchhapurti Ganesha

Entire night, we had a long chat, memorizing the times we spent together and laughing a lot. I was so excited meeting him and seeing him in such huge Pandal, making me feel proud a lot for himself. He is a hard working guy and I love him alot. His son was also staying in the night with him. There were so many members of the pandal who were tired and tried to sleep for a while, one of a mischievous boy didn't make them sleep. Someone said last day when he was sleeping, someone put lots of salt in his mouth. But that day, they had different formula. They had bought "CHHIKNI". It is a powder that causes constant sneezes. They were allegedly applying the powder in the nose of sleeping devotees and make them sneezing alot. It was fun all night, no one argued but also laughing with the situation of sneezing! Well that is Ganesha who makes everyone to do so. This is what Vijaybhai said later,"Chintan, after immersing the idol, when we return to the pandal, we all feel like crying. Like suddenly the heaven turns into a hell. Even this beautiful palace will become useless after the God will go from here. Without him, it's impossible for me to enter the pandal." This is the faith of people in Lord Ganesha. As I told you before, the Lord matters a lot in their lives.

It was 5 o'clock and I went towards CST leaving Vijaybhai with a heavy heart. But I was thanking Mumbai for the most beautiful night of my life spent with Mother Mary and Ganeshas. I am stunned seeing the duties of Maharashtra Police. I am sure, they are the most hard working police force in the entire world serving selflessly for people. The people are safe and away from such bad incidents. The female devotees were safely visiting every pandal entire night which shows Mumbai is still a safest place for women. That is amazing when you realize that the millions of devotees are dying to see the glimpse of Lal Baug Cha Raja. As the new day started, I was unable to walk as my skin above thighs was completely damaged. But I wasn't worrying about it. All in my mind was a beloved god and mother who were making me stronger.

When I met my girlfriend.

The unpredictable city always brings a surprise. As I was planning to visit the Ganesha Pandals in the evening last night, I was very excited. It was 5:30 and suddenly it turned dark. I thought it wouldn't rain but it started slowly. It was 6 o'clock when I turned off my pc. And saw outside heavily raining!

It was not regular seasonal rain. It was lightning with terrible noise. Like the Varundev was playing DJ with Disco lights, laughing on poor Mumbaikars from sky and enjoying the rain falling in Southern Mumbai. It wasn't a normal evening as I was standing with couple of my female colleagues looking for a taxi. One by one, the staff came out and went away. Only three of us left. One of them said,"Chintan. Do something. Go and get a taxi anyhow."

So I went in the heavy rain to hunt the taxi. Either they were occupied or they were not stopping at all. I was running here and there. Many women were in a helpless situation and so as the women employed with the Reserve Bank of India, there was a huge number of people standing outside the office. Struggling for 20 minutes, I returned getting myself completely wet and stained. Both women went back to office and I decided to head towards the station as I was already spoiled. But I saw one of the lady, was quite scared due to the lightning. I could see the tension on her face as she was late too for home, normally she never gets late. So I decided to remain there until the situation would come under control. I was tensed if I lost 7:05 local, and the next Bhayander bound local I would get after 10 pm. So I went out to check the rain. It was quite slow still it was lightning a lot. I told madam that we could move ahead if she wanted. The rain was about to stop and we could easily reach station. She checked and agreed to come. So we went towards the station and the rain almost stopped for a while. The sky cleared but far, it was still lightning. 

As soon as we reached station, I saw 7:05 local was about to arrive on the platform. So I immediately said bye to madam, made her reached safely to her destination and ran towards my compartment, thinking Nileshbhai would definitely meet.

And here I saw her coming slowly towards my self. Yes, my only girlfriend in Mumbai. Tired with the busiest schedule of her full day workings, she too, was spoiled in the heavy rain. Yet she was looking gorgeous, her eyes were sparkling like led, the rain drops were coming through her head and spreading on her entire face…. <3  

She was no one but Vasai Local. And I consider it my girlfriend for my life. It is just a blessing by the Western Railway given to me. And also found Nileshbhai sitting beside me in a compartment. He is another well wisher of mine, an astrologer working at Masjid Bander based Chemical industry, who has also predicted my marriage by March 2014 (Not with Vasai Local). His typical feature of humouring makes me happier than ever. Last day, I brought the topic of commuters who don't get up after certain time in local and do not offer seat to the other commuters who are in need. I asked him why does it happen so? He calmly said,"Look Chintan. These all guys were “watch man” by profession in their last birth. So god told them while sending them in Mumbai, when they will find seat in local, the will not have to get up, even if the needy person approaches."

It was a funny answer that left me completely laughs. Thanks to Mumbai for making everyday memorable. Mumbai is nothing but a home far away from home.

Importance of Friends in life.

This has been the most complicated issue of my life nowadays. I am left with no choice except a question to trust or not on a friend? It was like I was being used till date by the people until I found it. Well friends are very much important in life. They are undefined. And I cannot express further on it. In my life, I have only found one. Widening my chest, I can easily name him. He is no one but Suryaprakash Kushwaha from Agra.

I met him at my job place back in Delhi at The Jamia Hamdard University where he was also my roommate. In the initial stage, we messed up alot regarding the pillow, bed or light switched on in the mid night. But I never thought the unbreakable bound of friendship had started taking place. This is the day when I am in Mumbai, I am feeling sad being separated from him. My Delhi based company started suffering in loss and I resigned there with a heavy heart as I would lose my world including Suryaprakash. He belongs to middle class family and very much conscious for saving money. But he had huge heart. He had lent money about 50K. Being sad, once he approached me (as I was the same with whom even he shared everything) and told about the money lent to the people. I advised him not to worry about it as he might have lend the money to the people whom he knew. But I was surprised when he said that he gave maximum amount of money to unknowns. I asked,"How?" He told me that he didn't even know but they came and cried for their need and he helped them. Well, it’s Delhi! Where you cannot even expect to get the money back from your own brother! Then how he can give away such amount of money to unknowns!?

Here, In Mumbai, I am badly missing him. There is no one to whom I can share my problems, cannot say anyone what I am feeling right now, cannot express my emotions what I am having. Just pushing them in my heart and expecting one day, either he will come Mumbai, or I will go back to Delhi. There are thousands memories spent with him there and I keep remembering those. People say we shouldn't go back in the past but why don't I go? I will keep going there because I have the Golden period of my life spent with him. When I was sad, when I was broken, I found someone to sort me out. Especially the Chhole Bhature of Greater Kailash IV. We often went to take it as lunch bunking the mess at 1 PM. I had a beloved Project Manager Mr Abrar Ahmed who called me 'Chintu' and made me famous by the name in JMC. Well I called him Chachajaan :) He was another nicest guy who wanted me to get married with a Delhi girl and wishing me to set in Delhi. I, and Suryaprakash had been the left and right hand respectively for him till the Jamia Hamdard site ended. Well we both remained there and kept spending good times. Surya belonged to conservative family. I was amazed knowing that he had never gone for a movie during his 23 years of age. I was almost died listening it. When I forced him once to come with me for a movie in Saket PVR, he was scared and said, "If my Bapu will know about it, he will throw away me from home."

Well as I like simplicity and I got a simple companion. His hug made me forget all worries, all tension and all the loads of Ajay Patni (One of my senior official). It's my blog, and I belive it as Surya with whom I can share everything. Loving, hating or even crying, I am blogging dedicating to one of my bestest friend forever. Surya. I love you alot. <3

Who rules the world?

It was 11 pm last night and I alighted at one of the busiest platforms of Mumbai suburbs, Bhayander. It was very peaceful at last night. The crowd is either on leave or celebrating the Ganesh Chaturthi. And so the cops are too busy. And look who was taking the benefit of the festival. I was stepping out the staircase and seeing the huge group of prostitutes standing near the bridge. Typical Mumbai styled, having pan and mava in mouth, chewing it with taste! With luscious, red lips they were waiting and trying to attract their customers.  Few customers were arguing with them, while some were bargaining for a full night rate. For a while I stopped, waited for other commuters with whom I could walk with towards an auto. When I turned back, only two girls were coming. I kept walking on the staircase and one of them approached me. I gave a smile and went towards the auto and sat in it immediately, followed by two girls who joined me coming quite slowly. And I kept on thinking….

Who rules the world?

Since many years, we have believed that there is only one who is ruling the world. The 'God', the 'Emperor'. We always believed, that is the one who is controlling over our lives, protecting our families and securing our futures. Is it so? Do you think he is here? Do you believe in existence of God? It's a big question for all of us when we are celebrating every festival with bottom of our hearts. Complete the rituals without failure and worship him in any form. Hindu, Muslim or Christians, we all love him and worship him always. Believing that one day, we will be much prosper in our lives, won't we???

Every morning we wake up and start our day after praying our own god. But do you know what I do? I, too do the same but later, keep on thinking. Who is ruling this world actually? And I believe 'he' doesn't. It doesn't mean God doesn't exist. I am sure god is here. Lord Krishna once said, "When the 'Kalyug' will start, I will reborn on the earth." I am sure he is born somewhere already, but still unidentified. He may have been a normal human just like us. Living with us, friend with someone will have a Facebook account with whom we may be a friend or on twitter where we may be following him. In short, silently he must be seeing all what is happening today and saying, "No no. It's not just right time to act. Just wait for few more time." I believe he too, believes that the controls of ruling the world has been taken away from him.

Have you ever thought about following consequences?

So called 'Bapu' rapes 16 years old girl describing it was a part of KARMA.

Property prices are increasing day by day.

Value of a rupee is fallen. Well this is the most foolish thing which deserves a LOL.

Gold and silver prices both are increasing.

Latest scams are being exposed.

2 year old girl is raped, father raping his own daughter, mother selling her own daughter's virginity in a lakh rupee.

Couples behaving inappropriately in public place.

We work more than 12 hours, yet get same salary with less increment.

The government is serving the Mafias instead of public.

Ruling party and opposition parties are fighting.

Police catching the innocent and leaving free the culprits, especially the so called juveniles!

Do you think if the God exists, all these above things including many more would have happened? I would certainly say 'no'. If earth is natural when why we should pay money for it? If law isn't being followed then why isn't amended? If a woman is form of 'laxmi' then why she is raped? If Garba, the most religious festival of Hindu then why all hotels are kept booked during 9 days? The reports say that the birth controlling objects like condoms and contraceptive pills are sold most in medical stores during these 9 days of Mataji’s Garba in the entire year! Why does a bagger not have a normal life like others? Rich, poor, lower middle class, upper middle class are nothing but the puppets of present rulers which aren't god I must say. If God was ruling, he would never let these all things happened, would he? The killer of thousand people expecting to be the Prime Minister of India. Well this is another ridiculous act by Indians. The entire nation proven to be the same as he is. People blame Gandhiji, then why do they use currency of the country? His greatness will remain forever in a history. Once upon a time when he was imprisoned in Yarwada Jail, Kasturba went to meet him. The law didn't allow any visitor to chat privately. A constable had to stay with them while a visitor came to meet. When Kasturba went there, constable left the place and left them both alone knowing the reputation of Gandhiji. When he returned to say them their time was over, he dazzled what he saw. He saw Gandhiji and Kasturba were standing like a statue. They didn't speak a single word. When he asked Gandhiji about it, he told that it was a rule not to talk in absence of constable and so he respected the law of the country. They were true rulers. You can easily find the difference between Gandhiji and present politician. No one deserves to be the PM.

The most controversial issue in India is an Onion. It was a time when we paid 80 Rs per kg, which are even higher rates similar to apples. An apple keeps a doctor away. But an onion, keeps all vegetables away! Whatever the market rates may be, the poor farmer gets only 5 to 6 rupees per kg for them. This is the fact that we have to accept and we cannot change, and we cannot be the RULER. Ruler will come soon, will change everything.

What woman want?

Women are very sensitive who must be taken care with love. I am not a woman, yet I can say that they all want to have a life full with prosperity and independence. Even she belongs to a poor family, she will admire the same after marrying a Prince.

It is not possible in India. A country which has restricted women lives with several conditions where many women succumbs. Their dreams are ruined, their lives are lost and above all, many arrange marriage won't get successful as men get authority to rape, ask for dowry or force them to be a prostitute who have to sleep with their husband's bosses, friends for benefits etc. We have deliberately make our heads down in the entire country. Every man desires to have a Princess in his life. But how situation has suddenly changed. Women are no more safer in the country and now what they only expect, is to go into safer hands. Money, Prosperity, Wealth, Religion, these all factors won't matter to them when they aren't in caring hands of men. Or I can say that the toughest work for a man to do in India is to win the trust of a woman.

Theory of Three women

Theory of three women is created by me. Actually wherever I will travel in the world,I will remember the three women I saw in Mumbai. The first one I saw when I get in the Bhayander bound local at 6:30 PM. Neither Sanjaybhai or Hiteshbhai had arrived. Sitting on a window seat, my vision stopped at a woman sitting on a bench for commuters. She was a contract cleaner on Churchgate station who was cleaning the dust and emptying the bins. She was not working then and silently sitting on bench. She was very tensed and deeply in a thought of something. She had kept the broomstick and dust picker aside and her face was very sad, tears were about to came in her eyes. I believe she was in her thirties. And I only assumed about her dreams. "What she was thinking?" May be I can not predict a woman's heart but I can surely say that the same woman was thinking about her dreams. What she thought to be and what she actually became, didn't she?

The world is very small but Mumbai isn't. I didn't found her again. Meanwhile I saw another woman in the premises of the Churchgate station. I don't know from where she arrived there and where she was wishing to travel. I thought she was a bagger who would soon approach me for some money. Although she approached but she didn't say anything to me. She was starting anxiously to everyone and checking the movement. Later I found she was mentally imbalance with barefoot and torn dress. She wasn't even a begger but she needed help. I really do not deserve to describe this incident ever in my life because I wanted to help her but I couldn't. As she was mentally imbalance, I was scared to approach her as she might even create chaos unnecessarily. I will definitely blaming myself for this incident, forever. I am not a member of any NGO or an organization that has authorised me to do such work. Because she was too young and I cannot trust my law. Later, I could not even found her.... Again. I am speechless to express my views for her as I am no one but a guilty.

The third woman is quite different whom I see everyday, not inside the premises of the Churchgate station but beside the Maharshi Karve Marg, near the heritage building office of the Western Railways. Even you can see her in the morning when you will go out of the station. Well she is different because she reminds me the character of Kangana Ranot of Fashion. Because she is also mentally ill and always keep her hair combing, keeps a mirror with herself, use powder on her face, apply Kajal on eyes, watches herself in the mirror and gives a final touch. Completing the make up round, she will continuously talk with herself for hours alone. Well, I can confidently say that she had arrived in the city of dreams to become an actress. Just like Kangana, in Fashion, she must be suffering through this condition and dreaming to be an actress. But dream may have ended in a horrible fact unknown to her in which situation she has been living.

So now when I think about it, "What women want?", I will certainly remember these three ladies. What they wanted and what they got. I cannot change the world, nor want to do so. But at least expect for the woman, who will come in my life, will be treated with all respects, honour and will feel the hands safest.

Guess Who is arriving in the city?

The biggest festival of Maharashtra, is just hours away. Yes! Ganpati Bappa is about to arrive in millions homes of the state. I am feeling very excited as it is my first Chaturthi with Mumbai city. I have already got some glimpse of the huge Ganesha idols while they were bought to the Pandals in late night. I have been invited at many places for rituals. I am also aware of the celebration being taken place at my hometown, Valsad. I have ordered special Adorable Ganpati printed Tee from EBay! I hope I will get it today. Moreover, I will be posting the pictures on my Facebook Page “Respect Women”

The city which has well known characteristic of “Bouncing Back”. I was very happy when I came out for office before I took my companion Mumbai Mirror. Yet again found a crime against woman in a Central Railways. The bag snatcher tried to snatch bag of 43 year old, office going woman while the train left the platform. The woman lost balance and fell into the high grass. Before falling from the train, her head collided with the electric pole that cause immediate bleeding. The culprits didn’t scare and took the unconscious woman inside toward the area covered with huge grass and looted the woman. The woman has been taken to hospital by her colleagues, commute in the same local where she has been declared brain dead. The doctor has told her condition very critical. She was living with her 20 year old daughter who had last conversation with mom, said, “Beta, Food has been prepared and kept in the fridge, you will not have to prepare dinner tonight.” Oh god! From which condition that girl must be suffering. I can just imagine and feel the pain.

Even she will have to bounce back in life. It’s Mumbai and the city teaches everything. I will keep that girl in my prayers. I hope her mom will get well soon. Apart from the eyes filled with tears, I moved on. I reached office 10 mins earlier. Remember Sachin? Yes that office guy gave me flowers and said, “Come On Chintan. It’s your turn today to worship office Ganesha.”

“Oh Yes! Thank you so much.” I immediately took my sandals off and completed the rituals. Ganpati Bapa matters a lot for Marathis, especially Mumbaikars. The 10 days festival is celebrated with lights, decoration, sweets (typical modaks) and worships. In Mumbai, not just these 10 days are important, but the god lives in their heart. A Mumbaikar never starts his day without taking his name. The god with a trunk is so important in their lives that they even believe, the Mumbai is ruled by himself. Protecting against the each calamity, saving lives and making their homes prosper. On good occasion, people gift the idol of Lord Ganesha considering the positive signature that will cause only good and will further be carried on. Even when the local departs, the people say loudly,” Ganpati Bappa Morya”

The God is actually beautiful with “Elephant Head”. And when the idols are created in various forms, the look more beautiful. The Ganesh Idols can be prepared in any form and it never insults the God. He may have Lord Shankar’s body and head belongs to his own, or he may have a cricketer’s body with his own head (Specially, the god of Cricket Sachin Tendulkar with jersey No 10). The most important thing about Ganesha is that it is being celebrated by all communities. The Salman Khan & Shah Rukh Khan highlight the festival in Mumbai more. Salman Khan will be celebrating his 12^th  Ganesh Chaturthi at his farm house this year situated in Lonavala, a hill station just away from Bombay!

My Wish

Well I have special wish for Ganesha. I am demanding something very special this year and I know he never disappoints me. But before I demand something, I will be asking him to protect the women of the city. They have been targeted several times and being the news paper headlines for the same. It’s time when we need change in society. The women followers must be stopped and little girls which are targeted are no one but form of God himself. Then why are they being chased? I am feeling that sooner or later, it will be stopped forever. May be I won’t be here to see that but I am sure, one day the women in society will be much safer or safest.

What Mumbai gave

I cannot forget the day when I went to see my god. Sachin Tendulkar. It was an IPL match between Mumbai Indians and Kings XI Punjab in the Wankhede stadium. It was a Grand Stand of the stadium where VVIP guests were arriving. With us, Ameesha Patel was cheering for her local team. And here I saw the glimpse of him. Sachin Tendulkar, the man I am watching since a kid, the man whom I wanted to see once in a life. I was seeing him live! On the ground opening batting. Wankhede was turned into heaven. It was like I was sitting in it. The cheergirls were dancing like angels. The music was being played. "Ganpati Bappa morya" was followed by each six and four by the DJ.

This was the day after my life is suddenly changed. The very next day, my CFO called me who interviewed me 2 month ago and I left expectation of being called back. He said,"Chintan. Congratulations! You are selected. Come and take your appointment letter." Followed by my manager who said,"Chintanbhai. Come on. You are owned by us now. Welcome to our organisation." Was this the best day of my life? Or the previous day when I saw my God who was taking me in my dreams. Should I had to pinch? I was so happy!

I boarded Bhayander bound local today. As Andheri arrived, I got up and offered seat to an anonymous. As I got some new songs today in my cell phone, I was listening to them with ear plugs on. A little far, someone was raising his arms towards me and asking me to remove ear plugs. I saw he was Hardik, one of my local friend whom I respect from bottom of my heart. He was asking for water. I denied him that I didn't have water. Well later my eyes filled with tear. Today was the first day when I forgot my water bottle. Hardik is a guy for whom I believe he is a gift of god. I hardly can find humans like him. I only see him in evening local but eagerly wait for him. I shout daily when I get in, "Haaaaaaaaaaaardik....." even though he isn't available! He never asked me anything till day. But today he was obtaining fast and was badly asking for water and I couldn't provide him.

This is what city gave me.

"Love"

Just like family, the people have entered in my life from nowhere. I found my maternal uncle who takes my care a lot. Just like Hardik, i found Hiteshbhai and Sanjaybhai. They both are brothers and have great understandings. I love them both a lot. I know Sanjaybhai was asking me how to read my blogs, i am sure this one, he is also reading. Talking about Hiteshbhai, he makes me completely laugh. He hugs me like a dad when he meets, blesses me every time while leaving and much much more. My madam, Anna who just takes my care like a mom. Saves me from my mistakes and scolds me. Calls me "Bachcha" is the best thing that makes me pretty relaxed. My aunt who calls me immediately even if I get late by 5 minutes reaching home.

I was suffering from illness since many days and wasn't able to eat. I was staying away from food since a month. Sachin, a office boy who couldn't see me in this condition. Now he sits beside me and force me to eat. He gives his entire tiffin and orders to eat. Today I was accompanied by him towards the Churchgate. He doesn't know about my parent, nothing about my background. But I was amazed when I heard what he said. He said," Chintan, listen. You must get married now as you and your parents both need someone who can take the charge. I suggest you to marry a marathi girl because she knows better how to run a home. I am sure everything will be good in your life. Specially, your health."

I was amazed I was asking to my self or to the god," What is happening? Who is Sachin? Why is he saying all these?"

May be the city can answer,"Chintan, I am Mumbai, and you are living in city of dreams." Well, if this is a dream dear Mumbai, I request you to never ever break this dream. I love you and will always love you, more.