A lonely girl diary (true story)
As my plane lands to this totally new city it give a push to my hopes. A strange feeling creeps inside me as i step out and breath the polluted air. The fake smiles and sacrine thank you's of the air hostess gets me on my nerves.I walk out with my bag and a confused or a lost look on my face and step on this somewhat known but totally unknown city of dreams. This city is a dream of millions as most of the people who have made it big are from here. She is known as the city that never sleeps.She is the city of Mumbai. Jist like the millions i too walked into this city with a dream. A dream to make it big, to show the world what i really am and what i can do. Its July and its pouring cats and dogs. But somehow there is still warmth a feeling of welcome. I reached my apartment in Bandra (the so called hottest place in the city) and met my landlady. She is an old lady but she is so jovial and lively. She welcomed me as if i were her long lost grand daughter. My apartment is smaller than my bedroom back home but here it is know as a steel. For now this all the city has shown me. I will update you with my life story and this city every tuesday. Till then wish me luck that my dreams come true..
As my plane lands to this totally new city it give a push to my hopes. A strange feeling creeps inside me as i step out and breath the polluted air. The fake smiles and sacrine thank you's of the air hostess gets me on my nerves.I walk out with my bag and a confused or a lost look on my face and step on this somewhat known but totally unknown city of dreams. This city is a dream of millions as most of the people who have made it big are from here. She is known as the city that never sleeps.She is the city of Mumbai. Jist like the millions i too walked into this city with a dream. A dream to make it big, to show the world what i really am and what i can do. Its July and its pouring cats and dogs. But somehow there is still warmth a feeling of welcome. I reached my apartment in Bandra (the so called hottest place in the city) and met my landlady. She is an old lady but she is so jovial and lively. She welcomed me as if i were her long lost grand daughter. My apartment is smaller than my bedroom back home but here it is know as a steel. For now this all the city has shown me. I will update you with my life story and this city every tuesday. Till then wish me luck that my dreams come true..
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