Mumbai…the city of dreams…

Mumbai…the city of dreams. It is said people come here to fulfill their dreams.

I, a dreamer whose favorite hobby has always been dreaming, today even I’m standing

here. Don’t know why my fate has got me here, because Mumbai was never in my

dreams.

My dream, my journey, my destination was somewhere else, but after coming here I’ve

got a weird feeling. May be this was never my dreamland, but who knows even my

dreams come searching for me here. Who knows even my dreams come true in Mumbai?

This city is really crazy!!! It really gives you a lifetime experience.

There are sleepless, sparkling eyes all around, which are still not tired of dreaming their

favorite dreams.

The fast moving life. Whether it’s a business tycoon or a small roadside Vada Pav vendor

(Indian Burger), nobody has time for anyone. The funniest part is whether its day or night

you’ll always find people in a hurry for office or a date :P after all they don’t have time.

Whether the city is on red alert, or after a bomb blast, the life here goes on. The best part

of the people here is there smile. I think that’s the only thing that keeps them moving.

The lovely old couples at Marine drives, feeling the sea breeze holding each other’s

hands. They still see love in each other’s eyes. The old man with stick still finds himself

strong enough to give his hand to his lady while stepping down from the pavement. His

grip assures her that he can still take care of her, and he still loves her and she assures her

love for him with a smile.

The group of grannies sitting together and gossiping about their husbands. Still not tired

of caring about their husbands and their bad habits.

The young couples sitting in silence after a hectic week and work load, sharing one cup

of coffee, feeling each other hand. Some were sorting out their life problems, some

teasing each other, some arguing on a silly matter, some just sitting and feel each other’s

presence. That’s there lovely dates. Their happiness is in being with each other.

Children who find happiness in playing with sand, the sea fascinate them. The priceless

smile on their after they are done with making a sand castle.

This fast city seems to stop at sea shore… When I stand facing the sea, feeling the sea

breeze cut through my body, I feel the time has stopped, I can hear my heartbeat, I feel

alive.

I felt life, I felt love, and more than that I felt me in all such beautiful moments which

made me smile for no reason. Yes, they are special.