I have dreamt about you ever since I have known you... I grew up reading about you in the newspapers…seeing your pictures on the TV and in the magazines…I developed a crush on you when I was a child and secretly desired to meet you someday… to embrace you..to be with you..to sleep with you…and yes, I remember the day when I first met you in June,2010 when I was interning with Teach for India...when I met you, at the first glance I thought that you were beautiful...you were huge… you were noisy…you were busy but you were lively and happy I thought….
I knew I would fall in love with you…you were exactly my type…cheerful, friendly, lively, gregarious, interesting…but then…this relationship turned out to be strange….I started getting close to you..but the bond never grew stronger…the more I started knowing you…the more I saw through you.. I spent many nights sitting with you and talking to you.. I met your friends..I went for some late night parties with you…I sat with you by the sea… I tried doing everything when I was with you to fall in love with you… but then there was something missing in you inspite of your terrific aura that captured a million hearts who came in from across the globe to be with you…I failed to understand .. .and while I was trying to clear up my messed up mind…I was needed to meet my childhood friend…the first friend I ever made...I went to see him for a few months and the meeting was as awesome as always.. although, he is not as popular as you are, although you don’t get to read about him every day in the newspapers and he has lesser friends, but he really knows how to keep me happy…
Fate brought me back to you again last month..I got a second chance to be with you ..all set to fall in love with you this time and settle down with you …I did try…
I kept chasing you..but you were too busy..too fast.. the happiness that I saw in you the first time I met you was all fake I realized..I can now see tears held in your eyes.. the number of people that belong to you is escalating at a skyrocketing pace and people are pouring in from all over, and you are still struggling to fit them all… your heart aches to pretend that you are lively …you are awake all night to please your friends.. you love alcohol because you don’t want to feel the emptiness ..the only thing you understand is success and money...you have no time to stand and stare..you are sad.. very sad.. yes,you are noisy and have a big crowd around you always..but then, you don’t know your next door neighbor ..you are so lonely..
You are artificial…you have two faces… I see the millionaire’s sorrow in you at times, I also see the ragpicker’s dreams in you... I can’t decide which one defines you…you are crazy…you are way too confusing and complicated for me…you are definitely not my type....i was so wrong…
I haven’t been able to fall in love with you, dear Mumbai…you will always remain a good friend though…and I enjoy hanging out with you! :) Jamshedpur is my childhood companion and it keeps me a lot more happier than you can...but I am yet to find a place I can fall madly in love with…
Sneha
