Dude, where's my vodka??
this place called mumbai sure is a strange one. i arrived here by train yesterday morning and as i stepped out of the station, i noticed how quaint it really was.
firstly, for some inexplicable reason, everyone was fully clothed. i mean, what were they thinking?? doesn't anyone sunbathe topless out here? bring out the bikinis, people!
and then, from whatever little i could see of their skin, they seemed to be a shade darker than the reddishly sunburnt caucasian locals in the place i had come from. their tattoos and body piercings seemed to be missing too, or maybe they were hidden under all those clothes.
another puzzling aspect of this place was that everyone seemed to be sober. i mean, not even minimally inebriated! i suspect that you're a bit skeptical about my astonishing observations, but yes, this is the bitter truth. bitter....that reminds me, i better pick up some beer on the way home. and some vodka to wash it down.
the traffic here seems to be tremendously disciplined too. hardly anyone ever drives at break-neck speeds into opposing lanes of traffic. i wonder what the inhabitants here do for excitement.maybe i was away in goa for just 4 days, but i suspect it's going to take a little longer than that to get back to reality. well then, so be it. cheers!
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-- come to pune and let sonali/anupam drive you around town...you'll realise that goa doesnt even come into the picture when it comes to driving in opposite lanes. add potholes and you will wish you were perpetually inebriated.
but seriously, dude, where IS my vodka? ;)
but bikni is going to far don u think??? ;-)