Hi Friends, u must be thinking that I am dead, but, No, I’m not dead. I dint had a good topic for blogging, so I had to give blogging a break for a while.
It was Sunday afternoon & was just talking with my Father, when I got a good topic for my blog... Hope so you all will like it…
I know a man who stays in Ajmer, whose heart’s desire was to visit the city of dreams, Bombay. He had a long list of things to do here, but not a soul he knew, who would let him stay at his place! “In Bombay, you can get a job, but a place to stay? Never”, his friends had told him!
Finally, his determination & the services of the Indian Railways brought him to this fabulous city of his dreams ! He managed to find a lodging place in Bandra for a couple of days. It was an old dingy room, which was all he could afford for the sum he could pay for… Bedbugs were, of course, free – part of a package deal…
He then put down his wish list on a piece of paper. He would want to visit the Gateway of India, the Hanging Gardens, the Chowpatty, the Borivali National Park, the VT Station…..
He also wished to enjoy the Bhel Puri, Paani Puri, Chaat & Golla at the beach stalls & also eat at the well known eateries offering a variety of Indian food which he had heard so much about & longed to relish…
So he set forth on his journey the next morning by BEST bus. He did not expect that even boarding the city bus would be an adventure sport in itself. But God helps them who pursue their dreams, he believed. His belief brought him to the Gateway of India, where he enjoyed a boat ride & soaked in the sights of the Rajabhai Tower, the Azad Maidan & Churchgate Station & had his lunch at an udipi restaurant & finally boarded the bus to Chowpatty… By this time the sun was about to set & the evening crowds were trickling in…
He gorged on all the Chaat items that he always longed to eat by the waves & sands of Chowpatty as he also relished the sunset by sea... His dreams were coming true… The local train was the next on this itinerary. He boarded the already crowded train at Bandra, managed to cling on to dear life, and was almost pushed out again at SantaCruz. At the end of the ride, he felt as if his body had been massaged as never before at no extra cost, of course!!!
The following couple of days he was able to cover all the places of his desire. He had the princely sum of Rs.100 when he had come & was now left with only Rs.16 in his pocket…
But just how did he manage to do all this in just Rs.100? I demanded him of the breakup of the cost incurred. “Rs.60 for the lodging, Rs.6 for the bus rides, Rs. 7 for the train journeys, Rs.11 for all the chaats…”
“Was the whole city on some kind of discount sale?” I asked…
“No it was Bombay in the year 1976!” said my Father!!...
