Nothing can quite prepare you for Mumbai – it grabs you and doesn’t let you go. Most westerners struggle with the noise, pollution, over population and abject poverty. However if you allow yourself to stop fighting against the traffic, people, touts and beggars and begin moving with the city, listening for its beat, you’ll experience a welcoming, beautiful and tropical metropolis.
I arrived in Mumbai yesterday morning. After a long drive from Navsari in Gujarat my parents and I parted ways at Chatrapati Shivaji International Airport in floods of tears. I quickly said wiped my eyes dry made my way to the Colaba Fort area to distance myself from the emotion I felt leaving my parents for a 2nd time in my life. As I rushed past the tower blocks, slums and Marine Drive, I wondered when I might see them again. Just as the heavy haze which hangs over Mumbai in the dawn light, I too felt burdened as if somehow I was letting them down by leaving on my own journey. Time will tell.
Arriving at Mistry Court in Churchgate I was met by Hairy (Pravir), an old friend who had just rolled out of bed. After a delicious breakfast of curried potatoes and rice, fresh fruit and coffee I was ready see more of this fascinating city. Following Pravir’s father’s advice over lunch at the CCI Club, I made my way east along beautiful canopied streets reaching the Oval, a large park opposite Bombay University’s imposing Gothic building. Fittingly the Oval was a hive of cricketing activity. 50 or so games taking place all at the same time. Dodging several outfield shots I reached the other side with my head still firmly on my shoulders. I found a palm tree to sit under to cool off. It’s noticeably hotter in Mumbai than in Gujarat and the palm trees provided a welcomed relief from the afternoon rays and an opportunity to watch the cricket from a safer distance.
After cricket I thought I’d continue East towards Kala Ghoda (Black Horse), Mumbai’s Museum district. Currently there is an arts fair in the area, with many of the streets closed to traffic, selling amazing jewelry from across India. In the evenings there are live performances from traditional and more contemporary artists. This, I thought was an excellent place to spend a few hours taking pictures, shopping and soaking up the atmosphere.
After the afternoon’s explorations, Pravir and I went to play a spot of 5-aside football off Marine Drive in sweltering heat, before heading out for food and a few beers in Colaba. This town is certainly not cheap! But boy did the beer taste amazing. What a day – worth every penny. I’m looking forward seeing more of this incredible city.