once upon a time in mumbai-part 1

So, here is my story about Mumbai......

In the beginning, the plan was to go on Friday’s night and be back on Monday’s night so we would have much time to spend in Mumbai..
But since India managed to go to semi final, Mumbai would be packed and it is difficult to move around as the finals held in Mumbai..
Fyi, India won the match!

We took the bus at 9.30 pm which I, the one who responsible for the girls didn’t listen to the details properly..
So I took them to the different bus station and waited there for about 10 minutes until Naqi called me and asked where we are..
Luckily the real bus station was not that far, just have to walk across the street.
................or else, bye bye Mumbai..

I sat with Amy in the semi-sleeper bus but i couldn’t really sleep..

We finally arrived in mumbai around 6 o’clock in the morning but actually we missed our stop and since that’s their last stop, so we have to step down..
Took them about 5 minutes to figure out where exactly we are and how to get back on track..
And again, lucky us.. we left all those ‘sesat-cari-jalan’ things to the guys..haha~

....aku dan beg merah....

Since it just way too far from our destination, we decided to take train which cost us Rs9 per person..
Quite cheap actually as we have take 2 trains to Chharapati Shivaji Terminus..
And I’m being like a child, were so excited to take ride by train sampaikan Hadi tanya, “best naek train?”
“eeee..janganlah tanya macam aku budak-budak lagi!” I’m pissed off..

i'm just showing you the nice view..=)

 train atau metro ni lebih kurang macam komuter kat Malaysia..
mungkin setting kena tukar kepada 20 tahun lepas?
semangat je beli tiket walhal naik gerabak kelas kedua tiada siapa pun nak periksa tiket..

gerabak kelas pertama tak jauh beza..
cuma kena bayar sepuluh kali ganda..
tak payah bersesak dengan orang ramai tapi sama je takde aircond..

so what's the big deal then?
yelah, bukan selalu dapat naik train 'hebat' macam ni..
kalau asyik dapat layanan kelas pertama, bila pula nak merasa susahnya?
kata nak merasa macam mana hidup susah di India..

macam komuter.. tapi xde aircond mahupun pintu

It was a heck of experiences..
Borivali train station bau hancing, pastu dalam perjalanan nampak orang berak tepi jalan, orang kencing tak payah cerita lah..
lepas tu ada orang jual ikan kat dalam train dan bawak bakul ikan sepanjang jalan..
memang bau macam pasar ikan..

...just arrived

...tengah loading ikan-ikan dalam bakul

...pakcik angkat bakul ikan atas kepala

Yang tak boleh tahan ada bapok kat dalam train konon-kononnya bagi blessing la..
Gaya cakap jangan toleh belakang dan aku secara refleks terus toleh ke arah yang dia tunjuk..
Pastu bapok pakai sari pink tu pun datang..
Dia tepuk kat muka aku pastu aku tengok terus kat muka dia dengan blur expression..
Secara spontan aku tunjuk tiket train, ingatkan orang nak check tiket ke ape kan..
Pastu makcik kat depan aku cakap,
” There nothing like that. You don’t have to give money.”
Laaa~ mintak duit ke.. aku tapaham..
After he left us Gaya said,”tahu tak dia tu lelaki?”
Aku macam tak percaya tapi lepas tengok balik memang macam lelaki pun..

Orang cakap, kalau kita tak bagi duit kat bapok tu, dia akan curse our lifes..
Mana lah aku tahu.. So what?
Macamlah dia yang bagi rezeki kat kita, dia sendiri mengharap rezeki dari orang lain..
Sudahlah melanggar hukum alam, hukum Tuhan..
Ni nak curse pulak...
Apa nak jadilah dunia ni sekarang..

Open your eyes, take a look around you..
There is more than what meet the eyes..
A hidden message on every single thing, at every single moment..

.....at Chhrapati Shivaji Railway Terminal

........to be continue........