This is really encouraging. A lot of people have bothered to read, and that really makes me feel good about myself and my blog. What little it takes to put a smile on my face, eh? So what am i supposed to blog on - (is that the right preposition, correct me if not - i.e. if a knowledgeable blogger's reading this) - current affairs, daily events, life in general, arty stuff? I don't know.. maybe I'll just keep pouring out the lines as they come. So that also reminds me - I am planning to write a book soon. Its going to be called Memoirs of Mumbai. For those that know me well and are wondering ' Why Mumbai?!', the reason is that I have been most 'vella' in Mumbai and have had a lot of time to ponder on the things that have been on my to-do list since when I was a kid. Two of the items are gaining priority - having 7 pet dogs and publishing a book.

I have had crazy experiences in Mumbai - from the rains to the traffic to the police to the well...ahem... 'Marathi Manoos' and of course the fascinating crowds everywhere. If I really could have a penny for every time some random stranger along the way did something that made me laugh, I'd be able to quit my job, leave this city, and buy a penthouse. More on that later..

I was in Hyderabad the whole of last week...Dad was ill, but he is better now. I miss the city so much and nobody can discourage me from calling it my favoritest place in the world. Its the place where I have some amazing memories with my family..where I have met and made friends with some of the most amazing people in the world. I think the reason that people here are so amazing is that they lack both the snobbery of the metro city denizens.. and the dogma that haunts tongue waggling people from smaller towns (its just my personal observation and its not meant to be racist, its just a fact of life) .. And if you take the best features in people and places all over India - thats when you get a Hyderabadi!

My First Blog!!

Yep, its my first blog! Welcome Deba to the wonderful world of blogging. Every other person has been doing it and even as I type this a hundred more would have joined in. So what made me jump onto the bandwagon - nope it wasn't a mere whim or fancy, neither was I deeply moved by some incident into writing about it - my mom thinks its very cool and actually prodded me into starting a blog of my own. I don't really think she gets the idea but well... she loves encouraging me and thinks of me as some multi-talented superstar waiting to be sprung upon the world.. so here I am obeying my mother like the dutiful daughter I should have always been. Love you mom...love you and your crazy ways both.
My first blog comes at a time when I am a 26 year old bank employee living away from home in the city where it all is and where it all happens - Mumbai! It should send a shiver down one's spine really, its not meant to sound grand. I am so homesick and sick of all the charms that Mumbai has to offer. The 'city of dreams' that they show in the movies - where its all glamour and late nights and bright lights - is just a farce for a city that harbours an entire generation of homesick youth, an entire generation that's working their posteriors off and yet wondering why they cant just earn less and spend more back in their own hometowns!
I wanna go home to my mum and dad! Well I really shouldn't be writing any more today cause all that's coming out is me wallowing in an ocean of self-pity, and sympathy being something I detest, I shall sign off and come back in cheery mode - but seeing the words self-pity reminds me - I will leave you with a poem by D.H.Lawrence that I caught in the movie GI.Jane and loved it --
Self Pity
I never saw a wild thing
sorry for itself.
A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough
without ever having felt sorry for itself.