A month is nothing but a waking day,
and a year is yet to come.
Never has a city confused me as much as this one has. At one time I cant help but feel liberated and free, just taking in the sea and the other moment cant understand why cabbies refuse to go in the exact direction you want to. Or why, when there are just about three roads in this city, yet discussions of how to get to a place go on from departure to arrival! Why no matter how much you get paid, you always spend it all, and you don’t know where?
I have, by the virtue of an army upbringing, changed more schools than some cities could boast of having, been to more cities than any average traveller, but I have yet to see a city like this one. All cities are different, this one just takes the cake! Having adjusted and adapted to so much ever so often, I wonder if I’ll ever really love this Mad-House, really settle in. Or will I secretly hate it for its difficulties, speed and irritating cabbies!
Well for 3 months here, I can say it’s a good start, and hope it stays that way!