Back again

Well last one week was amazing. My best time after moving to Bangalore from Pune. Apparently it was not in Bangalore, but a trip to Mumbai and Pune. Yes, Mumbai, the city I was scared of stepping foot in.

We started our journey on Friday with the majority of the batch travelling together. The journey was fun, with games, talks, revelations and lovely landscapes. But somewhere deep down the fear of the city was bogging me down. A friend of mine once promised me he'd show me around Mumbai whenever I come down. Though we are not on good terms anymore, somehow this trip felt like it'd change everything, and I was hoping he'd call up to keep his promise. But, he's broken many serious ones and I was wrong in expecting him to keep such a vague one. While I was thinking over these things, a common friend of ours mentioned an incidence involving the forementioned friend which changed the whole scenario. Suddenly I felt like such a fool to be expecting or depending on someone. That's simply not me. And this led to a lot of introspection and a new zeal and enthusiasm to explore the city on my own, all by myself, the way I was, the way I used to. So, I think I was right about the change part. It did change everything. And the trip was amazing and so was the city.

We had gone down to Mumbai to attend a conference. Everyday I'd wake up at 6 in the morning, freshen up, go to conference, attend it till lunch break and then it was time to break free! At 3 I'd walk out, to explore a new part of the city, and roam around till 3 in the morning, allowing me some 3 hours of sleep before I hit the next day. We saw all the major tourist spots, travelled in local, saw the slums, street shopped, met lots of old freinds, talked, shared, confessed. Wow! It was fun. And the icing on the cake was a short trip to Pune. Yes, on the last day I left for Pune, having exactly 29 hours on my hand before I had to catch a train back to Bangalore. The enthusiasm was still rolling and those 29 hours were utilized to the fullest. It was simply great. Walking on those familiar roads, hitting my favorite places, meeting an old flame, freshening up the memories, meeting some long lost friends, not sleeping at all. God! I'd go crazy listing it all down here. To confess the truth, am happy, extremely happy. It just feels a li'l weird accepting it, lest something might jinx it. Hehe. It's great to be back again! Back to MYSELF!