BOMBAY WALTZ WITH THE RAIN-A LOVE STORY
BOMBAY WALTZ WITH THE RAIN-A LOVE STORY The Bombay monsoon kept its tryst this year on time. Yes, I still prefer to call the city by that name! The romantic passionate embrace lady Rain has with the city has mesmerized all those who has approvingly watched as both waltzes through the three months. As the two dance hand in hand, edge to edge of BMC's roads and bridges and as the bridges give way and the trains try to run without tracks, or so it seems, the pavement living toddler squeezes her eyes as the rain trickles down her lovely distraught cheeks, the office goer gobbles’ a warm but getting wet wada pav, the rain and the city nonchalantly and unabashedly gets lost in their eternal love. Beginning from early June and with the ever so lovely fragrance that emanate when rain meets the earth, the rendezvous lasts for days on end. The sky most often than not remains gravel grey. The ever so few trees too sing a song. The shrubs that grow on footpaths and roads which...