Pigeon Eater and Chaturthi

In Andheri.
Lokhandwala Mocha road – the dog was busy devouring a pigeon – smack in the middle of the road! It was a slow Saturday – Ganesh Chaturthi.

That’s the Ganesha idol at a friend’s home. First time in about 13 years of being in Maharashtra that I actually went for a Ganesh Chaturthi puja and aarti as well as the Visarjan. At Andheri.

Decoration light under a flyover on Parel TT.

On the night of Chaturthi, boys in the building setting up the Carrom Board. Andheri.

Bikers

With a friend on his bike – on our way from Parel to Andheri. Stuck in traffic.

The Phoenix Mills parking – flooded.

Another view of the high-rises around Phoenix Mills in Lower Parel.

Got off the bike in the Phoenix parking. They’ve changed the parking for two-wheelers. Now the entry is from the Lifestyle side.

Airport Dog

Picked up a friend from the Domestic Airport and drove with him in a cab to the International Airport – he had a flight to the US. The cabbie asked for 280 bucks! LOL! The airport cabbies never fail to amaze me!

The dog was listening intently to our conversation.
Hot coffee – both of us had sore throats [ my friend and I – not the dog! ]

Driving under the flyover

Gateway

This was shot when I was traveling for a trip to Alibag. From a catamaran called “Ecstacy”.

Back to Mumbai

I’ve been traveling a bit – mostly to Delhi.
Everytime I come back to Bombay [ see, I can’t even wrap my head around the fact that the city is now called Mumbai ], it feels like I’m back in familiar territory. Every other place is just too damn cold. Even though the people in Bombay would probably ignore you more than any other people in any other Indian city – there is still a certain degree of ‘humanness’ in that intent to ignore.

Delhi, on the other hand, just seems soulless – and please – this is just my opinion – lest the Delhi bloggers decide to spite Bombay just because some chick called Naina thinks that Bombay’s way cooler than Delhi.

There’s too much pretense in Delhi I guess.

I’m going to be in Bangalore for a bit – my first trip to the city and I’ll do a short comparison of the ‘feeling’ I get when I’m in Bangalore vis a vis Bombay. Should be fun.

Holi prasad

The sense of community in the various pockets of Bombay never fails to astound me. I’ve recently moved to Parel and here, everyone knows everyone else. There was a function in the building premises to celebrate holi – the bonfire and the sweets. Since I’m new here, I was too shy to go. At the end of the evening, the building caretaker actually went door to door distributing the prasad after the ‘puja’. Boondi and shev – sweet and mildly salty respectively.

And my building has fourteen levels. Who does that nowadays? Going door to door doing what most would call a thankless job. I was thrilled to get some prasad 🙂