Sunday, January 23, 2011

My BABE, my BOMBAY! :-P


          Dhobhi ghat!!!   An apparent debacle if you compare it with all the stupid commercial movies bollywood produces every weekend! Story?? It din’t really have one! It din’t have the typical boy girl love story or a munni  gyrating to some copied beats :-P     But the movie had an essence to it, it spoke about “THE CITY” , it captured Bombay in a way few other movies have!  A love story between a city and its protagonists.  
     Bombay is like  a drunk whore, the more you bang it, the more pleasure you derive out of it.... and as time passes you ultimately realise that you are passionate about  her. J    From the moustached politician to the half naked beggar on the street, from the tired banker half hanging from the train to the businessman in debt smoking a cigar in his BMW, from the failed actor trying to make ends meet to the dhobhi walla working endless hours to send a few thousand bucks back home to his village.  Every individual here lives on hope..  they drink it , they sweat it, they serve it, they have it in their blood!   The city builds their dreams and nurtures it. Mumbai teaches you to dream about your hopes and aspirations while living with  your nightmares.  Every one’s a loner here but no one’s alone.
Its funny why an investment banker raking in 2 crores as his diwali bonus still travels in a train:-O Its even more funnier when a businessman travelling in a Merc takes investment advice from a man travelling to his dalal street office in a bus!    ‘Bombay is a paradox’ to sum it up in a sentence J
            The US educated MBA might term it nostalgia when he returns back to recapture the faded sentimentality he shares with his native city. He might fail to find the city he was bought up in, in his boardroom battles but a simple walk by the sea face reconnects you.  A weekend errand to the market, the unavoidable bargain with the vegetable seller, the unexpected smile from  some arbitrary person in the train. Such small, uncalled for moments shows the spirit of this city. It gives you energy and jutzpah no amount of steroids will.  A week in this city and you know you want to spend your life here. For tourists who want to skip the clichéd tour of Bombay, meet up with a student or a local and you’ll stand to know Bombay like you never will.
The Shettys and Nairs from the south will serve u  a hell of a meal while the Mehtas and the Jains are busy stashing away your money in safe havens. Its a cosmopolitan!! J It’s  an exotic display of  humans that make BOMBAY!
Bombay is still a mystery, it has a gothic sync to it.... the best you can do is be a part of the mystery! .....And  LOVE IT!
    No doubt Kiran Rao couldn’t capture it in her 95 minute depiction of Bombay!  As a matter of fact No one can!!  J


      

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