When she first came here, it was like a big big change. A girl who had grown up and lived in small towns wasn’t sure if she could fit the bill. It was huge, unnerving, seemingly aloof. She thought it was would never accept her. After all, she seemed to be a misfit.
But in just a matter of few months her fears vanished. She was proven wrong. The city of dreams had welcomed her with open arms. Mumbai was her home now. That girl was me. Since February 2002 Mumbai is my home. People call it a ruthless city. Yes..its a city where there are lots of problems. It is overpopulated, roads are congested, infrastructure is bad, yet there is “something” about this city which makes people fall in love with it so much that they don’t want to leave it.
I fell in love with Mumbai. Despite its flaws, this city gave me a freedom that I hadn’t experienced in the safe confines of the small towns. This city did not judge me. I could be me, wear what I wished, roam around safely alone at unearthly hours. Marine Drive, Bandra-Worli Sea link, the sea, the roads, the local trains, the wada pavs, the local lingo, the air are all a part of my system now. This city gave me an identity. I learnt how to project myself, how to be bindaas..
Mumbai embraced me in its warm hug. The city which seemed aloof, vast and scary is the one which is my home now; its like my heartbeat now.
Once just Mumbai city is now an emotion; its aamchi Mumbai, its my love..
‘This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.’
How would the country and world be if there were no girls?
Could the existence of us be there if not for those girls?
No mothers, sisters, wives, aunts, friends, strong women around
Would the world be so much fun if all the chatter wasn’t around?
Everybody wants their progeny to grow
Without the girls it would not happen, let me tell you if you didn’t know!
Its high time the country and world should honor the existence of a daughter
How I wish some heartless would stop their slaughter
Should the daughters cease to take birth?
That would definitely mean slow death of this beautiful earth.
Since yesterday the video clip of a Bengali bride refusing to do the kanakanjali (ritual of throwing the rice backwards to repay the parents’ debt) has gone viral. She very bluntly said, “No one can repay the parents’ debt.” Also, in the same video some lady said, “Come again”. She very casually said, “Of course, its my home. I will come whenever I wish to.” The girl went smiling, she wasn’t crying. I really loved the gutsy bride. The best thing was none of the nosy relatives or people could say anything to her, at least on her face. That’s how the girls should be!
I liked it! Even I didn’t do Kanakanjali after my wedding. This was eons ago. What does one mean by repaying a parent’s debt?? Also, I went smiling with my husband and didn’t cry during “bidai”. Why do generally brides cry during Bidai during Indian weddings? Because in most cases the girl loses the freedom to visit her parents as and when she wishes, the parents lose their “right” over her and so on! I was smiling because I was happy to start a new life and till this day have the “right” to visit my parents as and when I wish to!
May be I was fortunate. But I strongly believe the girls should be raised strong and gutsy as that Bengali bride who refused to give in to the age-old rituals which should be defunct by now. Log to waise bhi bolte hai hain!
A daughter will always remain a daughter for her parents and the relation and rights shouldn’t change with marriage.
This year it has been quite cold in Mumbai, as per Mumbai standards! I am quite enjoying it, so is my family. But heard people complaining, “When will this chill go?” Well..they are the same people who complain during summers “Can’t tolerate this humid weather anymore!”
We humans are strange, aren’t we? Most of us don’t actually cherish and soak the moment that we are in. When the kids are babies, parents wait for them to be toddlers, when they become toddlers, they wait for them to be independent and grown up, when they grow up and become independent, the parents don’t wish them to leave the nest and wish they were still babies!
A student wants a good career, then a good job, then a better job, then some more money, more comfort..it goes on and on! When a person has all this, he yearns for peace! How many of us really enjoy that particular phase or moment without any complaints?
Let’s learn to take each day, each moment, each phase as it comes. Yes..life is a cocktail of good times and trying and testing times; so when there is winter don’t wait for the summer..enjoy the winter; summer will follow soon!