Things I miss about Mumbai pt. 1

The All Good Deli (Lower Parel) and I apologise but I definitely don’t say this because of the food, the food was the least appealing thing about it for me. Although credit where it’s due, the people working there are the sweetest, most polite people ever. What I miss most is going there with one of my favourite people in the world who also happens to love healthy food :) Actually healthy food is the bomb, given that its tasty. The tastiest food I’ve had there is their flourless brownie and All Heart and my least favourite has to be the Cauliflower Risotto. But then, all food tastes like your favourite food with your favourite people. I’ve spent some of my happiest evenings in Mumbai there, especially when we met after long, i used to feel like my brain would explode trying not to forget all the stories and things I had to talk to him about. I love how every single time I see him there’s so much to say, and we say it all and even after that there’s so much to talk about. I’ve only ever had so much fun with two people. When it feels like you might not be able to contain all the happiness you feel inside and you can imagine yourself floating, and that laughter is a big heavy bag inside your stomach just waiting to get out, like you can talk about anything from what you ate for lunch to what you feel about the concept of God and nothing could bring you down as long as you’re with them. I don’t understand the concept of soulmates a lot I don’t even know if I believe in them but from what I understand of it feels like I have two. I realised that sometimes we need to go through some tough times to come across people who were worth all of it, and some of them accompany you through those times and others might meet you at the end of them. Hopefully they wouldn’t wanna leave soon. Because I’d never want them to leave. Sooo coming back to the All Good Deli, it was a blessing sitting there, with all the rain and clouds during Mumbai monsoon, so safe and happy, not thinking about anything just looking at him talk about his week and how college was and how people make him angry, even a growling stomach couldn’t bother me enough to distract me from it. It’s my favourite thing to do in the world. In the almost three years i've known him, he has always been the one driving sadness away, not the one bringing it, not once. I dont think any amount of words can help me express how grateful i am.

Song of the day: Wagairah Wagairah By Ankur Tewari

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