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As much as dare-devilish this sounds, shifting base to another city takes guts. Much more than Micheal the Archangel too.
Or may be, I'm just a bit socially handicapped to accept change. Or may be, Mumbai has grown on me.
It's not really humorous to walk into a city that you have to be acquainted with from scratch? Make friends with genuinely less-evil neighbours and ensure they are open to the idea of sharing at least one bucket of water with you? (during water crisis - which is rampant here!). Survive on 2 buckets of water in 24 hours? Observe, learn and invent tricks to deal with the erratic behaviour of our dear auto-rickshaw wallahs? Be absolutely ok with just 15% of bus frequency? Venture on roads, knowing the irresponsible traffic conduct may attach the "Late Miss/Mr." to your name? Pay 130 in Indian Rupees to travel 15 minutes? Get conned by autowallahs again post 9 p.m. in the pretext of 'waha se return bhada nahi milta"?
No. This is not remotely simple. Especially when this is going to be your routine. You need organs of steel or a new found metal to help you deal with it.
Then again, this city has something amazing to offer that Mumbai probably has to be tutored about; People!
Less evil, always smiling, warm, friendly, humane and supportive people! Rapes and robberies are sisters of distant past in this city. Although crime cannot be washed out completely. Less-rude or over-friendly kiranawallah uncles do exist. The autowallahs I previously complained about do not hesitate in letting go of not just 1 but even 3 bucks (Rs). A bunch of 3 or more men will first look at your face and may be then elsewhere! While at a crowded locality, men make way for the women, minus the ass groping and boob-elbow touch.
So thanks to my new find - 'The People of my new city', I think I can make it through, with all of the above listed in para 2.
And to add to my delight, 'Hubli' (This being the husband) is in the same town.
I know Mumbai is what I am. But, may be, the other can accommodate too.
Wish me Luck!
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As much as dare-devilish this sounds, shifting base to another city takes guts. Much more than Micheal the Archangel too.
Or may be, I'm just a bit socially handicapped to accept change. Or may be, Mumbai has grown on me.
It's not really humorous to walk into a city that you have to be acquainted with from scratch? Make friends with genuinely less-evil neighbours and ensure they are open to the idea of sharing at least one bucket of water with you? (during water crisis - which is rampant here!). Survive on 2 buckets of water in 24 hours? Observe, learn and invent tricks to deal with the erratic behaviour of our dear auto-rickshaw wallahs? Be absolutely ok with just 15% of bus frequency? Venture on roads, knowing the irresponsible traffic conduct may attach the "Late Miss/Mr." to your name? Pay 130 in Indian Rupees to travel 15 minutes? Get conned by autowallahs again post 9 p.m. in the pretext of 'waha se return bhada nahi milta"?
No. This is not remotely simple. Especially when this is going to be your routine. You need organs of steel or a new found metal to help you deal with it.
Then again, this city has something amazing to offer that Mumbai probably has to be tutored about; People!
Less evil, always smiling, warm, friendly, humane and supportive people! Rapes and robberies are sisters of distant past in this city. Although crime cannot be washed out completely. Less-rude or over-friendly kiranawallah uncles do exist. The autowallahs I previously complained about do not hesitate in letting go of not just 1 but even 3 bucks (Rs). A bunch of 3 or more men will first look at your face and may be then elsewhere! While at a crowded locality, men make way for the women, minus the ass groping and boob-elbow touch.
So thanks to my new find - 'The People of my new city', I think I can make it through, with all of the above listed in para 2.
And to add to my delight, 'Hubli' (This being the husband) is in the same town.
I know Mumbai is what I am. But, may be, the other can accommodate too.
Wish me Luck!
hey rachel, im glad you know now of the travails us defense people. we shift base every 2 years :)
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Trust me, what I have for you guys is plain, Respect!
Delete:) How you do it, God alone knows!