Matches are made…

February 26, 2008 § 3 Comments

“Sab rishte upar se bankar aate hain…kaun kiske kismat me hain, yeh sab uparwala pehle se tey karta hai” – I think I heard this line in a hindi movie some years ago. And me being impressionable and all at that age, I actually believed it. To me the “Uparwala” had some sort of gigantic book in which he wrote two names in one line & that meant that they had to be together for the rest of their life. Which I now realise is not so. It must all be maintained in a huge object oriented database like Oracle with RAID mirroring and that sort of a thing.

Nah. I don’t believe that. Matches aren’t made in heaven…maybe in hell, but not in heaven. But I digress.

As I mentioned in my earlier post, I like Vada Pav – mumbai’s answer to the burger (ya, I know its a cliched title, but its a good one, don’t u think?). And as I was eating one the other week, a thought came to me – Is there a Vada Pav matchmaker up there? No, seriously. Think about it. A Vada and a Pav come together to make a Vada Pav. And they stay together, forever. Until somebody eats them that is. Then they go to…lets leave it at that, shall we? But the fact remains the same…out of the millions of Pav manufactured everyday and the millions of vadas made in a day, one of each meet each other and become one…i mean a Vada Pav. And they stay together to the end…no messy divorces and breakups and all. They is the perfect couple.

Perfect. And that is why this whole business of a VadaPav matchmaker started in my head anyways. Why do i believe in a VadaPav matchmaker and not a human matchmaker? Simply because Vadas and Pavs don’t breakup or stab each other in the back or such, unlike humans. Such pity. And they are tasty too 😛

ps: Before anybody asks, the answer is: NO, i was not drunk when i thought of this 😀

Its still the same :)

February 22, 2008 § 2 Comments

The heat & humidity is the same…

The Vada Pav tastes the same…

The Bus Conductor still scowls at a 50 rupee note…

The rickshaw-wallahs still ply in the dead of the night…

The fast train still takes 40 minutes to reach Vasai from Andheri….

Vasai still is as easy going as it was when I left…and the College stands..still…

The FM stations still blare out nonsense by the dozen…how I missed them 😀 (arre o deva, bohla na devi prasad naiee hai, woh apni bhiwi ko leke manoranjan shopping ko gaya…wahaan saaree, kurta, dress material sab milta hai…. 😛 )

I had gone to Mumbai last weekend. Its a city I’ve called home for the past 22 years. I now live in Hyderabad. Its been around 5 months since I left Mumbai…and returning back, even for a brief period, was relief. One always believes that things change when you’re not around. Thankfully, it wasn’t so here. Its all still the same. Much to my immense pleasure.

ps : forgot to add one more thing, Mumbai Mirror, I don’t think their style of reporting will ever change…I don’t know if I should be glad for it or not 😛 Here’s a sample

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