Finding the Oasis
It is a bright and sparkling, sunny day here. Too bright to venture out, I prefer the shadowy solitude of my indoor sanctum. But sun and Saturday take me back, years ago, when the mind was desperate for just the opposite. Mumbai, May 2011 – the exasperated me had just landed in Mumbai to join work after my MBA. And the combinations couldn’t get any worse – chaos in life, a congested city to work (I always wanted to go back to my beloved Calcutta) and worse still, a job in the financial services sector! After my internship in a bank the year earlier, also in Mumbai, I had decided banking in Bombay was just not for me. And yet, when you seem to have antagonized life, you end up in a city you detest, with a job you abhor. On that first day, it was difficult to fathom which was worse The truth was, I felt stuck. In a city where the decibel levels never fell. Where people’s footfall was not discriminated by time of day. And worst of all, where there was nowhere to run to. ...