22nd January, 2009. It was a clear, bright and a sunny morning. My spirits were at an all-time high. Something huge was about to happen. Little did I know that things were going to be very different in the next five hours.
I was in the city of dreams, the most populous city of my country. Mumbai. It is a city that you would fall in love with, on your first visit to the place. I had the opportunity to fall in love with it, twice. ;)
Its a couple of weeks later later now and I am looking at the coast of Mumbai flying away from me. Suddenly, I am surrounded by these wonderful people, who are polite beyond normal levels. It is a wonderful experience.
I was in the city of dreams, the most populous city of my country. Mumbai. It is a city that you would fall in love with, on your first visit to the place. I had the opportunity to fall in love with it, twice. ;)
Its a couple of weeks later later now and I am looking at the coast of Mumbai flying away from me. Suddenly, I am surrounded by these wonderful people, who are polite beyond normal levels. It is a wonderful experience.
Hailing from a country of tropical climate, I was quite used to calling a temperature of 10 degree centigrade as 'cold'. My first experience with real cold was in the Sciphol Airport, Amsterdam. I felt something was terribly wrong and the weather cannot possibly go that cold! As soon as I came out of the airport, here in Toulouse, the blast of chill air that came onto me knocked the wind out of my lungs. It felt like knives were being pierced into my body. An experience worth penning down!
Today is particularly cold. As I came out of my building, I glanced at the temperature meter and it was flashing -3 degree centigrade. Fortunately, it was not windy today, which is very common here. They sky was very clear today, almost completely cloudless, again which is not very common.
Generally, it is still dark when I reach the bus stop in the morning. I see the same sweeper, sweeping the exact same place every morning, the same old lady cycling away etc., It gives me a feeling of Deja Vu.
As the bus zoomed across the city I could see the sun rise while its beautiful golden rays bathed the whole city. The brick buildings and the leafless trees looking wonderfully beautiful.
As a child, I had been to garages where there is some heavy-duty work going on, on automobiles. But now, I realize that an aircraft hangar and the aircraft assembly and repair building are much bigger than a garage. :D Great, working in an office where, in the backyard, huge steel birds are being manufactured.
That's new for now. I am really looking forward to having a good time in Europe.
Cheers!
As the bus zoomed across the city I could see the sun rise while its beautiful golden rays bathed the whole city. The brick buildings and the leafless trees looking wonderfully beautiful.
As a child, I had been to garages where there is some heavy-duty work going on, on automobiles. But now, I realize that an aircraft hangar and the aircraft assembly and repair building are much bigger than a garage. :D Great, working in an office where, in the backyard, huge steel birds are being manufactured.
That's new for now. I am really looking forward to having a good time in Europe.
Cheers!
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