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THE TRANSITION
THE TRANSITION
The Third Chapter Of My Life
13:30 hrs
16th July , 2004
Mumbai , India
I Landed in Mumbai, India on a humid july afternoon. My life was under a state of flux, where everything felt new and different. The smell of the mud to the temperature outside , from the language spoken here to the city roads, from the people to their clothes… all a new experience!!!
The agent who got my admission done, had sent a car to pick me up from the Mumbai international airport and drop me off at a hotel in Pune… Till date, l clearly remember my first day in India. I was delighted to see monkeys on the express-way … I was amazed with the wide variety of colours in India, the driving rules … each and everything ! There was so much new to see, my eyes didn’t know where to look, I missed catching up with so many interesting things on my way to Pune!
THE TRANSITION
THE TRANSITION
The Third Chapter Of My Life
13:30 hrs
16th July , 2004
Mumbai , India
I Landed in Mumbai, India on a humid july afternoon. My life was under a state of flux, where everything felt new and different. The smell of the mud to the temperature outside , from the language spoken here to the city roads, from the people to their clothes… all a new experience!!!
The agent who got my admission done, had sent a car to pick me up from the Mumbai international airport and drop me off at a hotel in Pune… Till date, l clearly remember my first day in India. I was delighted to see monkeys on the express-way … I was amazed with the wide variety of colours in India, the driving rules … each and everything ! There was so much new to see, my eyes didn’t know where to look, I missed catching up with so many interesting things on my way to Pune!