Bombay Diaries

Bombay, the city of dreams...and here I landed finally after a long and arduous journey. During my initial days, the city threatened my nerves. I couldn't even build the courage to go for a soulful walk. But as days passed, I somehow started adoring the place. Train journeys and long walks were a part of life. Life was crazy in Mumbai, a bit hectic as well but you cherish every second.

My days seemed to be sanguine, maybe because of the stranger the soils had provided me. He was somehow my type. The cute,sexy guy every girl craves for, but he was my exact antonym as well. We crossed paths at the hub of trains, my notes twirled in the sky and came pouring down as rain drops as his muscular self collided against my bony flesh. But the seemingly dull man didn't give damn and left them scattered. " What a bloody asshole," I squealed to myself. Little did I know, I would find myself kissing his lips one day. His love transformed the four walls of my apartment into a home. After all home is not just a huge mansion but two hearts beating on the same rhythm. Due to him I found myself, a long lost part of me. Maybe, love at first sight may not always craft true love stories but enmity at first sight does engrave an everlasting love story.