“A week in Mumbai”; with this shock I confronted myself. 3rd
outstation in 3rd year of Internship. And yes I was the senior of two of us going for the office trip. A part of me was excited and a part of me
tensed. And there was responsibility on me. The 1st one probably to
catch train on time, followed by reaching the right destination. Finding a
lesser known destination is toughest in Mumbai.
The time came. My train was scheduled at 10. Things were
going on right! And I arrived on time despite the not-at-all expected rains in
the month of May in Ahmedabad. But to my relief because of the rains the
weather turned so good. And the journey started. Upper berth and book to
provide me comfort, with cell phone; enough for whole night. Only a few more
hours until I was there. The night passed by with hardly 3 hours of sleep and
the station arrived. I was half dead by then with 8 hours of journey. Finding transportation
is not a difficult task in Mumbai even at wee hours. The city never sleeps. Arriving
in Mumbai, it feels suddenly life is so chaotic, but not bad. I hired a taxi
and reached near destination from where we were supposed to stay. But finding
that guest house was tedious job. Again here, Google Maps do magic (can’t
imagine life without Google). After 15 minutes of walk I finally reached the
guest house. I was so tired and 90% dead that I went straight to the bed and
slept. I was supposed to reach the workplace around 10. It was 8.30 and still
it felt like that comforting bed was pulling me. I was frustrated out of that
train journey, taxi, walking, empty stomach, etc. With that little courage I decided
to get ready and ordered a tea without which my day is incomplete. I had that
hope that at least a good tea would make my day. And then tasting the tea I felt
like puking instead. Horrible. And I was again destroyed.
I just closed my room’s door in anger leaving the tea as it
was. And then while I was walking towards the exit gate of pent house the
watchman shouted “Good Morning Ma’am, hope you liked the room and you hadn’t
had any troubles coming in here. If there is anything bothering you, let me
know; have a nice day ahead!” he told with a big smile. I don’t know but why I was
so happy by this man wishing me and smiling at me. These are may me lesser known
feelings inside us. There are little, but so perfect. They come at right time
which makes your day.
Ending on note, with this personal experience, stay happy
with these little joys. Laugh carelessly, think about whatever is good. Because
it’s those simple things in life that are extraordinary.
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