First came here back in 2019 for a two-month summer internship. Stayed in Wadala while commuting all the way to Andheri every day. Navigating local trains and insane road traffic should have scared me away, but somewhere I fell head over heels for this place.
Fast forward to 2022: Being in tech, landing a solid gig in Mumbai instead of Bangalore or Hyderabad wasn't the easiest choice or path, but I manifested it hard purely because I wanted to live here. And it actually happened.
Now, after getting hit by layoffs, I'm heading to Bangalore next week. I have about seven days left here, and honestly I can’t feel anything but sad. My heart is heavy and I feel there is a sinking hole in my gut!!
I know Mumbai has a thousand glaring flaws, the rents, the infrastructure struggles, the constant grind. People joke that fewer outsiders are a blessing for the crowd, but standing on the edge of leaving, all I can feel is heavy.
I’m genuinely going to miss it all. Late night sits at Marine Drive, driving through the Sea Link with the windows down, the amazing food across Bandra West, Walking around BKC when it looks like a completely different country (my office was in BKC), the beautiful Mumbai monsoon… everything.. But above all, the people. In all these years, not once did anyone make me feel like an outsider. There’s an unsaid and instant warmth here in the people that you just don't get anywhere else.
Goodbye, Mumbai. You’ve been home in the truest sense. Really hoping life finds a way to bring me back soon.