“Some people feel the rain. Others just get wet.”
― Bob Marley
A week after my trip to New York, I found myself back in Mumbai for a short business visit. It brought back memories of the previous two monsoon seasons that I had spent there.
I never waste a visit. So while the business side of the visit was intense, that did not mean that I could not manage to spend a few hours catching up with favorite friends, favorite haunts and the weather, frizzy hair and all. 🙂
As in previous monsoons, the vegetation had taken a bath and looked exceedingly clean, green and fresh. Beautiful!
The roads had had a nice body wash too, so although the potholes were profuse, at least the roads looked relatively cleansed.
But the unique smell of Bombay had not gone anywhere. If anything, it had acquired new powers. 🙂
I don’t know what it is, but there is certainly something about Mumbai and the monsoon. They seem to have a mutual admiration thing going on.
It makes me want to say, ‘nice to be here’. But (just to be clear), only for a very short and sweet visit!
Typical of the season, I received a warm and ultra-sultry welcome to the city when I arrived.
This was accompanied by a wet, wet, wet, rain-drenched monsoon goodbye just a few days later at the packed (I mean packed!) international airport. It was the icing on the cake, so to speak, that made the entire seasonal experience hard to forget. Good, bad and ugly coexisting without a blink – that’s the incomparable Mumbai for you. Indeed.
The short visit helped me capture just enough Mumbai monsoon snaps for the memory bank.
[Click on one to see a slideshow].
“For after all, the best thing one can do when it is raining is let it rain.”
― Henry Wadsworth Longfellow