Puja's Adventures

Thursday, March 22, 2007

BOM-BAY

MUMBAI. BOMBAY. BOTH NAMES DESERVE CAPITAL LETTERS BECAUSE BOTH NAMES ARE BIG. THIS PLACE IS INSANE.
How the population of my entire massive Australia can fit in one city didn't really make sense to me until I arrived and saw slums, crumpling apartments and modern skyscrapers co-existing for miles and miles. It is such an experience my head is dizzy. One day in this city and I want to become a spokesperson for advocating family planning. So this is what they talk about when they say overpopulation without adequete resources.
Yesterday I saw the most disgusting sign in the main tourist hub, it read "4 hour tour of ASIA's biggest slum!!! A/C car, 600 Ruppees". There are so many issues raised through this one sign, I can not believe the world has come to this.
Mumbai is vibrant and captivating and has held me in it's pulsating trance since the moment I arrived but it is quite intense, I don't know how long I will stay. You can not think straight. Seriously. I have spent weeks in the most peaceful serene and idealic places in India, where nature flirts with disbelief, my expeirences thus far have been still, calm and peaceful serenity. You remember the Bjork song
it's oh so quiet...(Humpi), it's oh so still...(Alleppy backwaters), you've all alone...(meditation on Om beach), and so peaceful (strolling through Periya jungle)until...,
BANG BANG BANG BANG!
you-ring-the-bell-bim-bam-you-shout-and-you-yell-hi-ho-ho-you-broke-the-spell-zing-boom-the-sky-up-above-zing-boom-is-caving-in-wow-bam

Before visiting, I always had a feeling that Mumbai was going to steal my heart and in many ways it already has, I thought that I would stay here and live for a while. At least volunteer or something maybe even go to University. But at this stage in my life there is no way I could live here! What a nice feeling to have a crazy dream, test the waters, realise it doesn't fit and cross it off the list of a billion things you want to do in life, so I can get on with the next bunch of dreams.
As I try to observe these surroundings I feel like Dorothy talking to Toto except I'm not in Kathmandu, Kiama or Kansas anymore.

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