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Mumbai and bye (for now!)

Sometime back I had written a post about going to Pondicherry .My tickets were booked and I was looking forward to spending time with my friend, Priya. Sadly, her mother-in-law met with an accident (the car she was traveling in collided with a truck. The driver, (whose wife was 9 months pregnant, and due to deliver anytime) died on the spot. Her Mother-in-law succumbed to injuries on 25th May. My going there as a ‘guest’ now would be totally inappropriate. Therefore that trip is postponed indefinitely.

Instead I am going to Mumbai.(Bombay)—India’s largest and the most multicultural city. The city has a vibrant zing that is difficult to describe. 15 million people live in Mumbai, in towering sky scrapers and sprawling slums. It is hard to describe the spirit of the city. I used to live and work in Mumbai, some years back. I loved it then—and still love it!

My brother still lives there—and he has a lovely sea facing apartment. I can just cross the road and go the beach. I will be staying with him for the next two weeks. I am really looking forward to spending time with my niece Gia, and my brother’s wife.
Here are pictures of Gia. I am so totally in love with her (can you tell?!!) I went mad yesterday buying things for her!








You will not see me online much, as I will have very limited net access.

And in the meantime, I am leaving you with links to my older posts that I liked, apart from "posts of note" that you see on the top right hand corner of this page :-) ( Come back and read them one by one—one day at a time! That way I wont miss you too much!!)

A matter of perspective

Connect to others

So much beauty

Why did you leave?

Money

Call your parents today

The roaring twenties

Paragliding--a heady high

Love meter!

Kite runner


Just in case

Mama Bear

Radiators and drains


See you all when I get back!



Comments

  1. Gia..what a beautiful name!..and what a beautiful smile!

    Stay safe..we'll miss your wonderous stories and observations.Stay safe and return with lots of pictures and wisdom.

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  2. So sorry about the terrible news!
    I hope you have a very nice time at Mumbai, it 'only' has 5 million more people than my whole country!;P
    Cute kids and, you know, I have a pink bed cover exactly like that one!
    Have a safe journey :)

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  3. hi there,

    Nice to meet you dear friend. It seems I'm a little late in making friends with you and you're leaving...lol...but it's ok. I'll wait for you to get back.
    btw...I'm a female from Iran.
    Wish you a safe nice trip.

    Shahrzad

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  4. Have a safe trip! Can't wait for you to come back and write something funny, either about Gia or about, let's see, a rat ? Your imagination is surpassed only by your imagination. :D

    By the way, that is a neat way of listing out all the posts for us to read. :D

    Vidya

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  5. Horrifying news. I send my best to your friend. See you wehn you coem back. Have fun.

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  6. I am very sorry to hear about the terrible car crash. My thoughts go out to your friend and her family.

    I hope you have a wonderful trip in Mumbia. The beach apartment sounds wonderful and your niece looks gorgeous. Have fun and bring back stories and pics to share :)

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  7. Have a great trip, Ps, and be safe.

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  8. Gia is a beautiful baby!
    Have bunches of fun then!

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  9. Have a wonderful time and take care.

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  10. I feel tucked in; taken care of with plenty of reading provisions to suckle while you are gone, Ps. I have been scattered---sporadic and sloppy. I have neglected being here. Just want you to know that.

    I look forward to pictures of the trip. And I am so sad for how things turned out for Priya. My prayers are with her and her family. And with you, of course. Godspeed! xo, G

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  11. so cute!! i love babies!! u have been blog rolled!!!

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  12. ur kid is so cute...........

    Smiles :)

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  13. Hi there,
    I happened to come to your blog and thoroughly enjoyed reading all your posts...you come across as a very optimistic and warm person..keep up the good work! I am gonna link you to my blog and plan to keep coming back! :) cheers..

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  14. have a nice vacation n los of love to gia n fly. n hey in the second pic she looks just like her mom..

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  15. Dang.. What a cruel way ... I am sorry to hear that news. I wish you have a wonderful time out and be safe and bring back lotsa pictures. We will definitely miss your write ups.

    Take it easy then...

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  16. I had been to Mumbai ten years back.
    Wishing you a great vacation there.
    That baby is too cuteeeeeeeeeeee

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  17. Hope you have a good trip!

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  18. Elbow on table top. Hand on chin. Other hand drumming fingers on table top. Looking at watch. Waiting....

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  19. Hi....happened to cross ur blog...and i found ur posts really interesting and i just couldnt move widout reading dem!!!
    Hope to c u back soon...
    Tk Cr

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  20. she's super cute...lovely captures

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