To the city I could never imagine falling in love with.

All right. I've spent almost two years in this city now. If you know me well enough you would know how homesick I've been these two years. I would always find a rationale for hating this city. Its obsessions with vadapao’s. 

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Its awfully crowded local trains. With stations that were perpetually bursting with mad mobs of people running in all directions. Ah! The fact that this city has absolutely no winters.

I would have constant arguments with my friends from Bombay telling them how my Delhi is so much more better. But as hard as it is for me to admit this, somewhere in the middle of all this whining and cursing, I might have secretly started liking this godforsaken city.

This city has taught me more than any other place ever could. It has taught me to fight. To adjust. To speak up. To forgive. To fall in love. With places. With people. And animals. 

That's Alice. My soul sister in the city!

Knowing that I would have to eventually go through bitter heartbreaks when I have to leave it all. This city has tested me. Challenged me. Defeated me. Picked me up. Hugged me. And brought me back to the fight again.

From its kitabkhanas to its unexplored beaches. From learning how to ‘stay cool’ when I accidently bump into random celebrities to addressing everyone as ‘boss’ instead of ‘bhaiya’. From relentless rainy nights to solitary walks in Marine drive. As much as you try to resist it, this city grows into you.

I am to leave this beautiful city in a few months. Before I left my Delhi, I had promised her I would never fall in love with another city. I’ve certainly broken that promise!

And now that I'm leaving soon, this I assure you..a part of me will always stay with you, Bombay.