Archives for “Bombay”
- Aranyi (Pic via Carl Lee on Flickr) I don’t know if I’ve been attached to any particular city. I was never part of Bombay’s pulse – I always felt as though I led an existence parallel to it. I might wish to be buried on Vassar’s grounds in Poughkeepsie, if I wished to be [...]
- Photo & Words by Maneesh Phatak I was born in Bombay. My first few nappy changes brought along a heady rush of smells, sights and sounds as my parents took connecting trains and planes, shifting across the length and breadth of India bag, baggage, two bawling kids and 42 wooden boxes in tow. Pathankot, [...]
- By Joyeeta Patpatia Sometimes your city can displace you. From who you are, how you feel, what you are and what you want to be. I felt displaced in Bombay. Every now and then I dreamt of escape. From the grime, sweat, hard work, tired feet and the noise. Oh the noise. I spent [...]
For more reasons than one, I believe that my parents should have invested in a family airplane. It would have really saved them a lot of money that was spent on our travel and moving about. Born, bred and bought up in Hong Kong was perhaps the best experience of my life. I was born [...]
Pizza @ Papa Johns-$12.00, Veg Burger @ Five Guys-$3.12, Naked Barito @ Qdoba- $6.62, Savory Strawberry @ Cold Stone – $5.58, Six-Inch Sub @ Subway- $3.33. MUMBAI’s VADA PAV – PRICELESS. Anish Shah, Mumbai – Richmond, VA
Sleep has been a direct by product of exhaustion in the past few days. I’m sitting here in a cozy apartment in Jersey city, scared, outraged and disgusted at the state of things at my home place: Bombay. — Priya S., Mumbai – New Jersey
I won’t forget a single day spent with you. - Anon Img (via davidonlsd)
I thought I’d be miserable out of Bombay, never having been out of the city for more than a month since my birth.I have always wanted to go to America & pursue my dream. So I sit here in my American apartment today and wonder, why is it that after 4 months of coming here [...]
Everytime it rains, I remember sitting at Nariman point and enjoying hot Bhutta and Ayub’s spicy paneer rolls! No matter what I try when it rains here, it’s never the same! Believe me or not, nothing is as romantic as those rainy days in Mumbai!” — Nimita D., Mumbai-Michigan-Ohio
I eat wraps and pretend they are frankies, I eat black beans and Mexican rice and pretend they are rajmah chawal, I eat dumplings and pretend they are samosas, just a continent away, a lifetime away… - Madhumita Iyengar, Bombay-LA-SF
When I stand on the California sands and look at the ocean and the Los Angeles skyline, for a minute, I wonder if I’m at Marine Drive, I can almost smell paan and hear the familiar whirr of rickshaws…You can take the girl out of Bombay but not Bombay out of the girl. - Madhumita [...]
I hold on to little things. Bollywood, Bangles, Bhangra, Brass and Brinjal Curry. They are my breadcrumbs that will lead me back to Bombay. Someday. Someday.” — Mansi Trivedi, Bombay-Richmond-Detroit
Sometimes when I’m driving on the I-95 in Philadelphia, I get a strange sense of being in Bombay and driving past the Queen’s necklace. And then – I realize, I’m not in Bombay.” — Jinal Shah, Bombay-Philadelphia-New York