Payer Tolai Sorse

How do you judge a city...by its population,buildings, tourist places, people ,safety? How can I ,who had landed in this wonderful city for 18days like a migratory stork or flamingo say how is Mumbai? I can only say that these 18days had produced a lots of memories....some wonderful,some disturbing,some sad and mostly happy.I have rekindled some great long forgotten freindships, relived my college days, made new friends,tested my limits of endurance both physically and mentally, and tasted love and hatred at the same time. I had seen a city filled with so much grit,and non challance, so much pity and apathy, a city which never sleeps and which never dies. I have discovered a part of me long hidden in the dark gulleys of Kolkata....may be the spirit of Mumbai gave me the courage to open out of my shell of introvertness. There is no word equivalent to goodbye in Marathi or Gujarati,so let's end this short with some wonderful pics!

02.01.23 They say "Bombay swapno ka nagri, Iha par Aamir fakir baan jate hein,aur fakir Aamir".(Mumbai is a city of dreams,the rich becomes poor and the poor becomes rich". So, when I got selected for a training workshop on Cytogenomics at ICMR,Mumbai amongst 100 of candidates,i didn't think twice before accepting it,even if that meant monetary loss of livelihood for me.   The coming was a bit emotional leaving 2 kids and a lovely wife behind. A honeymoon couple on the next seat in the plane meant no sleep at night. When I landed at the Chattrapati Shivaji Terminal Airport,it was pitch dark. At first,i thought about booking an Uber to the place of my stay(Nestle Apartment),but then i thought why not explore the city while it's asleep. But Bombay never sleeps....from the wonderful BEST conductor who dropped me near Ville Parle station,to the Newspaper man who guided me to the train station,to the morning walkers,the daily wagers....the city is awake always. The tr