Well, well, well, I am finally in Bombay. Finally after almost two weeks of trying I’ve come to the ‘Big Mango’. I’m staying with some friends in Pali and tomorrow I will begin my hunt for a new house or rather – my new hole in the wall. God knows what Bombay is going to be like, I mean as a place to work, but I have a strange feeling that I am going to enjoy it.
OK, so traveling in a second class train today scared the bejesus out of me. Owning a car for under a year has spoilt me. There is a certain joy in going to office on your own wheels, enclosed in your own musical world. On another note, Single Daddy called me up to ask me if my seemingly eternal quest to reach Bombay had been completed.
Anyway, I’m moving out of my house now, for the first time since College and I feel kinda weird, but then again I’m 26 years old now and enough of staying at home. That said my parents were saddled with a kid (me!) when they were 26 and my Dad (single version) was on his way to do his Doctorate in Oxford. Other than multiple sex partners I don’t think I can claim much in my life.
Anyway lets see how the ‘Big Mango’ works out.
Wish me luck.