And it Rains in Mumbai!!!

6 Jul

Its raining…………. Nah not men….. It’s just raining. You might think cats and dogs, so clichéd. Its raining elephants!!!!

 I had a first hand experience of the phenomenon called “Mumbai Rains” a few days ago. Why do I call it a phenomenon? Well, you’ll have to see it for yourself, but picture this:

A hundred or so people on a road not wider than your living room coupled with 20 Auto rickshaws, 3 BEST buses, and not to mention the roadside thela’s selling everything ranging from bhajia and cutting chai to china made mobile phones. Oh! and did I mention a heavy rainfall? And as if that was not enough the road was flooding already with ankle or in some places knee deep water.

 As me and my friend made way through the running water trying to guess where the pot holes might be, a weird sense of belongingness swept through me. It seemed as though after a year of living in this city I had finally become one with it. Within minutes I had started ranting about how bad the rain was and the drainage and the system and the MET department and the likes. I also managed to argue with an auto rickshaw wallah, for the reason that he would prefer to stretch his legs and sleep in his auto rather than taking some helpless drenched girl to her destination.

 Just then a girl my age taps me on my shoulder and says “Hey there’s no point. Where do u wanna go?”  “Rajawadi”, I said, some drops of water going into my mouth as I said that 🙂 “Ok we’ll go together” she ordered, and I just meekly trotted behind her.

 It seemed so funny that when the whether was hot everybody wanted the rains to come. And as soon as the heavens opened up, well……. “Why does it rain so much here? I wonder when will it stop??” If nothing else Mumbai can make teach you irony. 😉

 Yes, Mumbai is a city where you can get poked in the eye by the umbrella of a passerby, curse the system a zillion times, get stuck in jams, fight with commuters of locals for one centimeter of space, which actually is not even enough to accommodate half your … ahem behind 😉 , talk to complete strangers as if they were always your friends and go to Bandra – Worli Sea link at 12 in the night just to turn back because of the traffic jam caused by all the people who want to experience it before the toll booth gets operative. Lol 😉

 But in spite of the potholes, the rains, the humidity, the crowds……. Yeh Mumbai hai mere yaaarrrrr…………. And I’m proude to be a Mumbaikar. 🙂

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12 Responses to “And it Rains in Mumbai!!!”

  1. Jason July 6, 2009 at 5:39 pm #

    Hahaha…hillarious.
    I liked “get poked in the eye by the umbrella of a passerby”…
    Mumbai is a great city and you have captured this small inccident very nicely with your keen sense of observation showing and of course your distinct writing style.
    I love it!

  2. Aniket July 6, 2009 at 11:12 pm #

    My bro. is senti over mumbai too. After my 3 months stay there. I find Pune quite peaceful. I miss the nightlife but at least I can travel anywhere on my bike. Thats a bliss.

    Not much rain here yet. 😦

  3. Amrita July 7, 2009 at 12:16 pm #

    @Jason: Thanks for the good words. It’s so good to see your commenets so soon after i posted the article

    @Aniket: Yes Pune is peaceful no doubt about that. But stll der is something about Mumbai, which u just cant describe. 🙂 Thanks for stopping by

  4. SiD July 8, 2009 at 9:49 pm #

    Hey yeah…mumbai rains is awesome…I was there this weekend to see the Sea-link and drenched myself in rain completely.
    Sadly, in Pune it just drizzles whenever i am on my bike…:D
    And yes…you are a mumbaikar now…wen u start cursing the potholes…
    cheers

  5. Abhisek Mohanty July 9, 2009 at 11:46 am #

    He he!!

    “yeh hai mumbai meri jaan” is the song that i was reminded of.

    Agree with you regarding the “sense of belongingness”. I too had such experiences of rain when i was in Kolkata when we(ITPians) had to walk down 6 kms in waist deep water after our day at office.. moreover the rikshaw wallas(not the auto…i m referring to rickshaw in true sense) demanded 250 bucks for the same distance which they normally charged 10 bucks on general days.

  6. Manish July 9, 2009 at 8:05 pm #

    Hi, I have been following ur blogs for sometime now; this one was very beautifully written; there is really some energy in the air in Mumbai, the feeling of closeness one can feel in Mumbai, cant be felt anywhere else in the word I guess…

    This post could easily have been a part of Shantaram/ Maximum City…these books have also captured the (so called) Spirit of Mumbai in a very beautiful way…

    • Amrita July 10, 2009 at 9:47 am #

      @Manish: Thanks for stopping by, and thanks a tonn for all the good words.
      I loved Maximum City and Shantaram too, and most of the times nodding in approval while reading something about mumbai 🙂
      Thanks once again and keep visiting 🙂

  7. Sameer July 14, 2009 at 7:23 pm #

    Aah you touched the M cord again. There’s this undescribeable (a word?) “buzz” about the place, that sadly is absent anywhere else in India (in Pune, it’s in the negative).

    There’s no place where you run to catch your 8:06AM Churchgate local, feel that gush of respite as soon as you manage to place half your foot on the board, don’t squirm at the sight of people defecating on the railway track next to yours, find the odour emanating from strangers’ underarms familiar and unobjectionable, make an earnest attempt to create space in the cramped bogey, moments before the train reaches Dadar station, heave a sigh of relief as you unboard the train, reach work all sweaty, sticky and smelly, only to find out others are smelling even worse, plan your evening while at work, leave office at exactly 6PM, all ready to go through the board-smell-not squirm-ignore-smell-greet-smell-observe-smell-check time-push-unboard cycle, walk the Queen’s necklace at 11 in the night, sit down on the parapet opposite The Hilton, drowned in the depths of the Arabian Sea while wondering where it ends, and retire for the day as energetic as you were when the dawn broke. All in a day’s work.

  8. Sameer July 14, 2009 at 7:25 pm #

    Told ya’. Don’t even get me started on Mumbai.

    • Amrita July 16, 2009 at 8:23 pm #

      3 words:: OMG!!!!!

  9. Rush July 16, 2009 at 12:07 am #

    im too a proud mumbaikar..i loved the phrase..its rainin elephants..funny huh..
    but back in bombay, that was the only season i used to dread…i love the rains..but when they get on too much,scarry!!!

    • Amrita July 16, 2009 at 8:26 pm #

      Hi Rush,

      thanks a lot for stopping by. And that’s what i meant by mumbai can teach u irony, coz u desparately wait for the rain and as soon as it starts u want it to get over. 🙂

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