Hiiii!!!! Even though I'm physically as well as a choking cat... Mentally.... I'm Guhreat!!!!!!! We're going home!!!! At long last!!!!!! Our flight is at around 6. And after 2 and a half hours shut up and seatbelted in a flying tin can of hell.... Home Sweet Mumbai!!!! Oh yeah!!!
My friend R is still in Italy having a fabulous time.... And posting all these cool pics on Facebook making me jealous :p:p Another thing that's mentally affecting me... The piles and piles of HOMEWORK that I have left.... To sum it up... I'm screwed.
I'm currently obsessed with Muse. I found out about them through Dan and Phil.... Yes, they are probably all completely insane... But their music (or should we say Muse-ic... Hehe... Bad joke :O :D ) has something in it.... It just makes me want to listen till the end of the song... And then sit and think about it.... Then listen to it five more times... and then fall in love with it and tell the universe.... So to start off this new creative set of music.... Listen to Sunburn... It'll literally leave you confused :)
Just so peeps know... I'm in Kolkata. And it's raining! What the eff?? It's raining in summer!! Urgh!! So along with the repulsive state the city's already in... Add a couple of muddy roads and overflowing potholes. *pukes* I hate Kolkata. It's the Worst. I'll compare it to Mumbai where public transport is actually Wonderful. The buses (called B.E.S.T buses) are large, spacious, open and relatively clean. In Kolkata on the other hand... They're small and there are only a few seats resulting in most of the people standing and falling on top of one another when the bus moves. Also the fact that they have such small and few windows resulting in a multitude of Revolting Stenches. And then it's summer and people are sweaty... And then when it RAINED... There's this musty dampness to the entire bus and raindrops keep dripping on your face from holes in the ceiling and through gaps in the window frames. It was one of the most horrific experiences Evahh.
Then there's the bus conductors.. In Mumbai they stand in the center of the bus and sell tickets in a Civilized manner. Here the dude is leaning suicidally out of the bus and yelling the names of places on the route it's taking. Jeez. And since everyone's standing you can't see the feet of the people who are sitting... So the conductor trips all over the place... much like a blind cow.
Moving on from public transport.... The Pollution. (ta da da daaaa)
It's SO freaking polluted!!!! Kolkata seriously just smells of petrol and diesel fumes. It's freaky how when you step out of the house who begin to gag. How do people live here????? I'm not saying Mumbai isn't polluted.. It is. But at least taxis run on CNG (compressed natural gas). And when you step out of the house you can actually breathe without DYING.
Then there's the People.
In Mumbai if I step out in shorts...I will be stared at. Those dirty-men-who-always-seem-to-be-around-just- to-ogle-women will check me out. But they'll get over it. Here if I was stupid enough to step out wearing shorts... They'd probably follow me around and stare unashamedly at my legs. Yes. I speak the truth. The mindsets of some humans in this country is Beyond Awful. What happened to Women Empowerment if we can't even step out of the house wearing what we want??? Anyway... I'm not gonna launch into a Save The Women talk right now... Rest assured. So my point was that in Mumbai you stick out way less because there are all sorts of weird people all around you. Here everyone's dull and hopeless making people like me who believe in being creative about Nailpolish colors and such likes.... Well we're treated like glowing ballerinas on skateboards.
The Language.
Here people speak Bengali. I am bengali. I come from a totally bengali family. But I don't know the language THAT well. I can speak and read and write it... But I'm no pro. In fact when I speak to a shop keeper or someone... They all suppress mean smiles at my bad bengali. How Inhuman is THAT?? i feel like crying every time I have to speak to someone other than my relatives in this confounded place. Plus, being socially awkward... I don't like having unknown people laughing at me. In Mumbai everyone mainly understands Hindi... Which is a language which I can speak pretty well... So I don't have much of a problem... And even if I do... The Mumbaikars are much more accepting of those with a linguistic handicap. So THERE.
The Food.
Mumbai is FAR more multicultural than this place. Here every corner reeks of shondesh (a kind of sweet) and fish. Seriously!! Everyone loves roshogolla (another type of sweet for which Bengal is famous) and I Hate it. My relatives all think of me as some sort of Fraud-Bengali because I don't like most sweets. I do find a select few really good... But they just call me picky. Mumbai has all sorts of amazing food and I'm free to dislike anything I want... No one will call me weird for not liking Vada Pav (This Maharashtrian potato thing in bread) because there are so many people who don't like it. Then the shops and the bakeries and food places are a million times better.
Also being in Kolkata... My phone bill is much higher as Roaming Charges are pretty bloody outrageous. I feel guilty every time I text someone :p
I could go one like this forever until the internet connection dies and the world ends... The fact will still reamin that Mumbai is my Heart. I LOVE that city like nothing else. And Kolkata sucks.
That's actually a poster of some movie. It means Mumbai is My Life. I've decided to show you peeps some snapshots (from Google :p ) of my city. (I feel extra city love when I'm homesick :'( :p )
That's a B.E.S.T bus. It's a double-Decker one... I love sitting upstairs...
Speaking of public transport, those are the local trains.... Lots of people eh? ;)
That's part of the Dharavi slum.Which is the largest slum area in ASIA. and probably the largest in the WORLD. And it's in Mumbai.The movie Slum Dog Millionaire was based on it. I didn't like it very much but the Oscar people did :O :p:p I'm not proud of the slums... Don't get me wrong. It's a part of my city.
That's the Bandra-Worli Sea Link. It's a really big bridge that's made traveling much easier.
That, my friends, is the Gateway of India. (Different from the India Gate in Delhi) It's one of the biggest tourist attractions in Mumbai. It was built for the arrival of The Prince of Wales, back when we were ruled by the Brits.
That's the Queen's Necklace. Pretty, right? Oh wait... I think I'm confusing this with... Oh never mind. It's still gorgeous. :) Oh and can you see that mushroom-like thing rising from amongst the buildings right at the back?? That's (I think) the Ambassador Hotel. The top it has this restaurant thing (Again... I'm not sure) that revolves slowly. So you can sit facing one direction (Not the band. NO) and not move... But you'll see a lot of Mumbai anyway....
So that's the end of my small guided tour of Mumbai from Kolkata!! :D
There's a lot more to the city and maybe... Some other day... If I feel like it.... I'll give you another tour of the city.... Ohhh.... I've got a FABULOUS idea.... But I'm not gonna say it right now ;) :p I'll keep it a secret :) Maybe I'll work it out soon... Well no. Not reeeaally since I have a CRAP LOAD of work. But some day... just like that video I keep promising to start on :p
Suggestions:
Life of Pi (movie and book)
Flying South by L.M. Elliot (book)
You and Me by Lifehouse (song)
Hindi Song Lovers!!!! Listen to Manja from the movie Kai Po Che... Ahhhh it's beautiful <3<3 oh and Subharambh. That's awesome too <3
PS: I meant to title this post Sweet HomeAlabama MUMBAI but formatting the title apparently isn't possible :(
Not good Google, not good. :D
PPS: The post title is a line stolen from the song Sunset Boulevard by Emblem3. Epic song. Also check out Chloe by them... :* :* <3<3
My friend R is still in Italy having a fabulous time.... And posting all these cool pics on Facebook making me jealous :p:p Another thing that's mentally affecting me... The piles and piles of HOMEWORK that I have left.... To sum it up... I'm screwed.
I'm currently obsessed with Muse. I found out about them through Dan and Phil.... Yes, they are probably all completely insane... But their music (or should we say Muse-ic... Hehe... Bad joke :O :D ) has something in it.... It just makes me want to listen till the end of the song... And then sit and think about it.... Then listen to it five more times... and then fall in love with it and tell the universe.... So to start off this new creative set of music.... Listen to Sunburn... It'll literally leave you confused :)
Just so peeps know... I'm in Kolkata. And it's raining! What the eff?? It's raining in summer!! Urgh!! So along with the repulsive state the city's already in... Add a couple of muddy roads and overflowing potholes. *pukes* I hate Kolkata. It's the Worst. I'll compare it to Mumbai where public transport is actually Wonderful. The buses (called B.E.S.T buses) are large, spacious, open and relatively clean. In Kolkata on the other hand... They're small and there are only a few seats resulting in most of the people standing and falling on top of one another when the bus moves. Also the fact that they have such small and few windows resulting in a multitude of Revolting Stenches. And then it's summer and people are sweaty... And then when it RAINED... There's this musty dampness to the entire bus and raindrops keep dripping on your face from holes in the ceiling and through gaps in the window frames. It was one of the most horrific experiences Evahh.
Then there's the bus conductors.. In Mumbai they stand in the center of the bus and sell tickets in a Civilized manner. Here the dude is leaning suicidally out of the bus and yelling the names of places on the route it's taking. Jeez. And since everyone's standing you can't see the feet of the people who are sitting... So the conductor trips all over the place... much like a blind cow.
Moving on from public transport.... The Pollution. (ta da da daaaa)
It's SO freaking polluted!!!! Kolkata seriously just smells of petrol and diesel fumes. It's freaky how when you step out of the house who begin to gag. How do people live here????? I'm not saying Mumbai isn't polluted.. It is. But at least taxis run on CNG (compressed natural gas). And when you step out of the house you can actually breathe without DYING.
Then there's the People.
In Mumbai if I step out in shorts...I will be stared at. Those dirty-men-who-always-seem-to-be-around-just- to-ogle-women will check me out. But they'll get over it. Here if I was stupid enough to step out wearing shorts... They'd probably follow me around and stare unashamedly at my legs. Yes. I speak the truth. The mindsets of some humans in this country is Beyond Awful. What happened to Women Empowerment if we can't even step out of the house wearing what we want??? Anyway... I'm not gonna launch into a Save The Women talk right now... Rest assured. So my point was that in Mumbai you stick out way less because there are all sorts of weird people all around you. Here everyone's dull and hopeless making people like me who believe in being creative about Nailpolish colors and such likes.... Well we're treated like glowing ballerinas on skateboards.
The Language.
Here people speak Bengali. I am bengali. I come from a totally bengali family. But I don't know the language THAT well. I can speak and read and write it... But I'm no pro. In fact when I speak to a shop keeper or someone... They all suppress mean smiles at my bad bengali. How Inhuman is THAT?? i feel like crying every time I have to speak to someone other than my relatives in this confounded place. Plus, being socially awkward... I don't like having unknown people laughing at me. In Mumbai everyone mainly understands Hindi... Which is a language which I can speak pretty well... So I don't have much of a problem... And even if I do... The Mumbaikars are much more accepting of those with a linguistic handicap. So THERE.
The Food.
Mumbai is FAR more multicultural than this place. Here every corner reeks of shondesh (a kind of sweet) and fish. Seriously!! Everyone loves roshogolla (another type of sweet for which Bengal is famous) and I Hate it. My relatives all think of me as some sort of Fraud-Bengali because I don't like most sweets. I do find a select few really good... But they just call me picky. Mumbai has all sorts of amazing food and I'm free to dislike anything I want... No one will call me weird for not liking Vada Pav (This Maharashtrian potato thing in bread) because there are so many people who don't like it. Then the shops and the bakeries and food places are a million times better.
Also being in Kolkata... My phone bill is much higher as Roaming Charges are pretty bloody outrageous. I feel guilty every time I text someone :p
I could go one like this forever until the internet connection dies and the world ends... The fact will still reamin that Mumbai is my Heart. I LOVE that city like nothing else. And Kolkata sucks.
That's actually a poster of some movie. It means Mumbai is My Life. I've decided to show you peeps some snapshots (from Google :p ) of my city. (I feel extra city love when I'm homesick :'( :p )
That's a B.E.S.T bus. It's a double-Decker one... I love sitting upstairs...
Speaking of public transport, those are the local trains.... Lots of people eh? ;)
That's part of the Dharavi slum.Which is the largest slum area in ASIA. and probably the largest in the WORLD. And it's in Mumbai.The movie Slum Dog Millionaire was based on it. I didn't like it very much but the Oscar people did :O :p:p I'm not proud of the slums... Don't get me wrong. It's a part of my city.
That's the Bandra-Worli Sea Link. It's a really big bridge that's made traveling much easier.
That, my friends, is the Gateway of India. (Different from the India Gate in Delhi) It's one of the biggest tourist attractions in Mumbai. It was built for the arrival of The Prince of Wales, back when we were ruled by the Brits.
That's the Queen's Necklace. Pretty, right? Oh wait... I think I'm confusing this with... Oh never mind. It's still gorgeous. :) Oh and can you see that mushroom-like thing rising from amongst the buildings right at the back?? That's (I think) the Ambassador Hotel. The top it has this restaurant thing (Again... I'm not sure) that revolves slowly. So you can sit facing one direction (Not the band. NO) and not move... But you'll see a lot of Mumbai anyway....
So that's the end of my small guided tour of Mumbai from Kolkata!! :D
There's a lot more to the city and maybe... Some other day... If I feel like it.... I'll give you another tour of the city.... Ohhh.... I've got a FABULOUS idea.... But I'm not gonna say it right now ;) :p I'll keep it a secret :) Maybe I'll work it out soon... Well no. Not reeeaally since I have a CRAP LOAD of work. But some day... just like that video I keep promising to start on :p
Suggestions:
Life of Pi (movie and book)
Flying South by L.M. Elliot (book)
You and Me by Lifehouse (song)
Hindi Song Lovers!!!! Listen to Manja from the movie Kai Po Che... Ahhhh it's beautiful <3<3 oh and Subharambh. That's awesome too <3
PS: I meant to title this post Sweet Home
Not good Google, not good. :D
PPS: The post title is a line stolen from the song Sunset Boulevard by Emblem3. Epic song. Also check out Chloe by them... :* :* <3<3