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My (first) Two-Year Anniversary with Mumbai

January 8, 2012

I tend to laugh at couples who track all of their anniversaries. You know the pair- they celebrate their wedding, engagement, and first date anniversaries. Totally acceptable. But then you call them one Friday night and plans are declined in deference to the anniversary of first meeting, of first getting coffee, of first admitting they were both neurotic. The anniversary of their first couples vacation, their first time cooking dinner together, their first fight (and first make-up).

Maybe I am naturally not a nostalgic person, or potentially I have always had limited patience for the cutesie. But this crap drives me nuts.

However,some of these little not-important anniversaries have snuck into my mental calendar. I blame it on the wistfulness that naturally accompanies New Years, and that pesky fact that I am getting older and now utter the phrase “ten years ago…” to describe situations that, sadly, did not occur when I was a toddler.

Example: My best friend from high school and I are currently planning a 10-years-of-knowing-each-other anniversary for Labor Day Weekend 2012. It will include high school favorites like an old-fashioned sleepover, cookie-baking, mix-tape making, and gossip. It will also include new (since high school) favorites like red wine. I am appropriately AMPED.

Another semi made-up anniversary I am currently celebrating? My two-year anniversary with Mumbai.

I haven’t lived here for two years, but it was the first two weeks of January 2010 that I spent in Mumbai that completely changed the course of my life. I was one semester away from graduating business school, had never considered consulting, and was chasing jobs in which I was admittedly completely disinterested. My ideal course of events was to get an apartment I probably could not afford, tolerate a crappy job, and perfect my happy hour skills.

On January 1st 2010 I boarded a Jet Airways flight to India completely unprepared for the change I was about make. I had no clue that I would make some amazing friends, meet my future boss, be featured in an Indian Business Magazine, and fall in love with the Maxmimum City.

So from the airport-lounge in Dubai, where I eagerly await my flight to reunite me with Bombay, cheers to 2 years. Some images from my first trip here:


A Trip to Haji Ali: 16836_1249444631401_1088010005_30709729_1071818_n



Elephanta Island:





Still really excited by the concept of loose cows roaming around: 19355_1274615980669_1088010005_30758226_2496275_n

First forays into street food: 19355_1274616940693_3166909_n


First Puja, thrown by HR College



Victoria Terminus (CST)19355_1274622780839_1088010005_30758302_3209538_n

Entering a Jain Temple19355_1274623180849_1088010005_30758312_5460937_n


The Taj hotel, as seen from the Gateway of India19355_1274624700887_1088010005_30758348_3069700_n

The Gateway of India (Or India Gate)


Flora Fountain


3 Comments leave one →
  1. January 16, 2012 1:35 pm

    I love this nostalgia: a trip down your Mumbai memory lane! The photos in this post are fabulous, and I also love how a photo of Viv is followed with a photo of a primate.

    So glad to have you as my soul sis in the Maximum city!

    • January 16, 2012 1:42 pm

      I’m glad you noticed the order of the pics…I put that monkey after Viv for a reason! What a difference two years makes…hehe!

  2. January 16, 2012 2:01 pm

    So crazy that a trip you took as an afterthought was so lifechanging! Isn’t that always the way. I love my smush!

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