you know you’re from mumbai when…

a post after a month… not doing too good at this!

having lived in mumbai most of my life, and also having lived in a hostel in a neighbouring state, in a small village, which was infested with mosquitoes & every other kind of insect imaginable… it has taken me until now to get… yes… malaria. and add to that, jaundice. double whammy of a different kind. probably finally proving that i belong to mumbai.

can’t have lived here and not have had malaria, jaundice or typhoid now, can one? as a result i have had lots of helpful advice from lots of people on what not to do. seems like everyone has had it at some point, or knows someone who does. maybe this was the final baptism. i could have done without it, but am afraid there’s no going back now.

forced to sit at home, had some random thoughts… kinda like this really old post.

1. you know you’re from mumbai when… (just a few more of them!)
– being at home, sick and therefore missing out on the commute during the bandra fair and ganesh visarjan actually makes you happy.
– hearing the sound of a loud auto-rickshaw everyday doesn’t make you get used to it, you want to throw a rock at it every single time.
– your mobile phone rings constantly and your bedroom becomes your true home – your office

2. TV advertising has to be at its all time low on quality. so many betas and their papas hawking everything from insurance to detergent to cellular services… where’s the idea?! but the most annoying ad has to be “what’s on your eyes?” said with a slap worthy pout. spectacles with brand mark… ideas with ZERO spark. same difference.

3. the desire to read a good paperback thriller lasts only as long as you actually buy the book.

4. you can get hooked to random american mainstream populist serials (whew!) really easily. and perceive a distinct drop in IQ at the end of it. i haven’t lost weight due to illness, my brain has shrunk!

5. eating food with no oil & giving up anything remotely sinful is akin to achieving nirvana.

6. visits from friends and relatives are better at getting you up and about than all those meds.

7. one of the most intelligent things i learned, were the lyrics to an old song sent by a friend – lyrics that i had completely forgotten (sorry, it really is funny, can’t resist going back to that topic!).

i want to play the game of love
i want you in the name of love
aye come here
not here up there in the sky
come with me i want to fly
don't stop let the whole world know
come fast come fast don't be slow

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    • sfgirl
    • September 20th, 2007

    Great post…I had to chuckle a few times…good luck with the malaria. Isn’t it recurring?

    • maven
    • September 21st, 2007

    hi there thanks for reading my blog! well it could be recurring if i was bitten by another virus carrying mosquito 🙂 where are the vaccines when you need them! your photos of british columbia are fantastic. hope to read the short stories soon.

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