Mumbai revisited

The campus is quiet and depopulated. Walking towards the promenade the only sound that floats with the humid breeze is of the waves lapping up the shore. Breaking and crashing onto the rocks occasionally with a roar. Coconut groves and a green lawns seem to take the edge off all sounds lending the place a certain softness, the cacophonous city is a faded dream.

Dark huge clouds gliding across the massive open sky silhouetted against the fading light of the sun seem like shadows of actors on a massive stage in a grand theatrical production. The crescendo of O Fortuna on my i-pod builds up the scene in front of my eyes and I see dark stormy seas, primal, untouched and untamed. With every beat of the drum the Orcs get closer and will infest the land soon. A certain primitive form of fear grips me entirely.

It's hard not to get caught up in the surreal scene and I'm completely sucked in. I'm far far away from the lame excel sheets of office and the mind games that drive me nuts.

Sitting on the rocks, the big city lights shimmer far in the distance, it seems truly to be the edge of the world. Staring at the lights I can almost hear the bustling noisy city and yet be far away to only hear the sea and the coconut groves converse softly with each other.
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Am in Bombay for two months. Discovered the TFIR campus last Sunday and fell in love with the city all over again.

Sea

It's been a wierd weekend. All this while things have been pretty good. Except for a bit of roughish waters at work. And now suddenly I'm all a little downish with a lot of confusing thoughts in my head. Spent two evenings sitting for hours at the sea side. Today the sea was extremely rough. I realized, or maybe it was just a figment of my imagination, that a rough sea has a completely different character to a placid sea. And it can affect the way you feel. A placid sea calms you down. A rough sea spews anger and discontentment. But you must really lose yourself to the moment. You can't allow yourself to be pulled back by the city lying behind you.

I kept sitting looking at the sun go down and then the surging bobbing waters hiding unbroken waves, silvery under the moonlight heading ferociously to the rocks. I've had funny feelings run in my body sitting here on the edge of the Fort looking at the rocks below. The day I'd written my CAT and I came here to sit, I felt I could absolutely do anything in the world. I suddenly felt like I could fly off into the sea, walk over anything in the way, I just felt it... for a brief few seconds. Today I felt that I could with one swipe of my hand erase the whole of the sealink and the pretty Worli skyline beyond it from my view. Only to have the sea and the rocks in my view.