My first Mumbai friend
Photo courtesy: Yatrablog.com Moving to a new city is always challenging especially when you don’t know anyone in the city. In this respect, I was lucky to have a friend in the city who helped me with everything from my first day in the maximum city. Now that he is gone, I feel that my days in Mumbai could have been colourless without him. I looked forward to weekends, as weekends became my happy days. More than being happy days, those were ‘my’ days. I reconnected with myself and enjoyed the little things and small pleasures in life. Some of the good habits that I imbibed during those months now form a part of my larger nature. He had eyes like that of a cat and he enjoyed scaring me with those magnificent eyes. But those very eyes was my shelter during the storm. He made me fall in love with Marine Drive . Even though it is more than 15 kms from my residence, it became my ‘go-to’ place to calm my mind. During such stormy days, we sat to...