Weird thursday in Mumbai

There is no one complete way to describe the events that happened today on my 2nd last day in Mumbai. The weird fast impersonal life of Mumbai.
Things like stone and mud thrown in at me inside a cab in a not so weird hour of the afternoon, followed by immoral umbrella bottoms trying landing on my head scaring my wits out of my head and to put the icing on the cake to be witness to watching a weird psychotic break down of my room mate of 1 and half weeks who told me in her fever induced delirium : she wanted to go up there to God!

Some days just start on the wrong side of the bed and we are just left wondering how and why did any of this days events were even executed with myself as the pawn to add taste to the witch's mixture.

And as i have just started enjoying the feeling of being unemployed such happenings only add misery.

Is someone listening?

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