Its been a while since something has been written. Either things have been too busy or too boring. But I think all that was just bull. I think it was just lethargy. But whatever be the case. I hope its gone now. So here it goes.
Every time Ive been to Bombay, there has been something to write about. Something to look forward to. Whatever happens, there has always been an ode to Bombay. The same should have been there this time around too.
But, the fact is (and I realized it this time around) - I am done with Bombay. All that had to be done has been done. Even though I might end up there, I don't think I'll have too much of an enthu for it. And its sad. Because Bombay was the one place I wanted to be. Well, after Calcutta it was Bombay. And this brings me to my problem.
After 22 years in Calcutta, I thought I was done with it. After four years in Bangalore, I was sure I was done with the city. And now, after a sum total of two and a half months, I am positive I am going to get bored with Bombay the next time I am there.
I am dead sure its me. I just don't know what. Its weird. And the worst part is, it seems perfectly normal. The only slight problem is that I seem to be out o options in metros. It seems normal. It just does not make sense
