I am not trying to make a monthly affair out of my blog, it is sheer coincidence that the last post happens to be posted on the 11th of june and this one comes out on the 11 july.
It is funny that i have all the time to write the blog when practically nothing happens, and when the most interesting things in the world are happenning to me, i dont have a comp to myself to write a blog. And this post is being written only coz i am late for the first lecture and now will enter the class only when the prof takes a break in the 3 hr long lecture. And i have nothing better to do.
Its been exactly a month since i landed in this city, Mumbai, and I am still in the process of building my home, (the corner room in the boys hostel).
The first thing which struck me was, hell this city is more crowded than Delhi, and i called Delhi a crowded place. As the legend goes, if u want to board the local train in the morning, u dont have to make an effort, just stand 6-8 feets away frm the platform and u will automatically pushed into the train and pushed out when ure station arrives, and dont worry about ironing your clothes in the morning, coz 30 seconds in the train is all it takes to undo it.
And now i know how to build a home from scratch. Home, mind you, not a house. My ma dint have a daughter, but she gave me all the training she wud have given to her daughter before she was packed off to her new home. Well, the GR Jani boys hostel happens to be my new home, and will be my home for the next 2 years. One can often catch me washing utensils and drying clothes. Not something i wud have done at home out of choice, but i was made to do it nevertheless. Anyway, it helps me now.
Strangely enough i dont miss home. And am rather enjoying myself. The goods and the bads together.
I guess she has called for a break and i will get going.
