After the deluge

I had to come to Mumbai, yesterday.With a bit of trepidation, I started on the journey. I was wondering how the city is coping up after the downpour somedays back. And the heavy rains were enacting a sequel too, during the past week. On the way to the hotel, what I see! people from all walks of life, celebrating Ganesh Visarjan, with joy. And I mean by people from all walks of life. Pillayars (Ganeshas) were everywhere and on all modes of transport except his mouse! Pillayars were on bullock carts, push carts, trunks of Cars, and what else! Girls were dancing in front of such processions, tiny and huge. One could never tell that these were the same people who were inundated in their own sink of a city. Night, as I lay in bed, rain poured in torrents and the roof of the hotel amplified its force. I was wondering whether I could get my work done. Came morning and the streets were clear. Not a cesspool in sight. The city was wet though. It came alive like a wet dog shaking off the water from its fur. I got my job done, much to my relief. The hotel said that if i were to vacate by noon, it won't charge more than a day's rent. i was told that the checkout time is 12 o'clock noon! Irrespective of the check-in time. Nice way to steal. I told them that was unfair, checking out all the same. Saved my company a good amount of money! Went to a high-end showroom. Found that instead of purchasing there, I could've very well stayed at the hotel and saved money. Then ambled across to Crossword, the book-shop. Spent time, chatted on phone with my manager who was off to take PMP. We congatulated each other on our achievements. I managed to purchase books, even though I am yet to finish the ones, I purchased previously. Or should I say, booklets, the ones Penguin has brought out on its seventieth anniversary. I purchased three, already finished one, waiting for my flight. Spied a netcafe and here I am blogging. Two air hostesses came around. Which airline I won't reveal as one would understand, from what I am to tell. They came, looked around, saw that all the machines were occupied. Then they plead with the person manning the counter who shrug helplessly. They look around and then come to me, plead with me to lend my machine for just 2 minutes for they have an urgent mail to check. Gallant as I am(no sniggers please), I rise and give them my machine, carefully instructing them not to close the minimised screen, where I am blogging. They keep to their word, and give the machine back in precisely two minutes. But they forgot to close their screen. And what I see. Naukri.com!! lol. If rushing to their work, they beg to check about any new openings, I could imagine the state of their airline. Thanking that it is not the one I am about to travel, I continue to wait for my further delayed flight. It's been a good day today!!