Revel Without an Intermit: Mumbai

Some to catch a train or the other busy in delivering a Tiffin, so called ‘dabbawalas’.This is the scene as we enter the city of Mumbai known for its financial capital of India. We can 

see number of folks running around busy in their own chore. But what makes this city, the
city of stargaze is that, the city is developing at a higher velocity. Just rewind your memory 15

years back, guys. The system of mall which we hardly could dream about , has now landed almost all corners of the city. Not only are the malls and other development responsible to a higher attraction for this city, but also the Bollywood which is the Indian Hindi Film Industry. They say that Mumbai is Bollywood and Bollywood is the heart of Mumbai.
             Life in Mumbai is too very fast and we all have to run accordingly. The lifeline of  Mumbai ‘Local Trains’ has much more importance than a BEST bus or a Rickshaw strike.I or II class, finally every Mumbaikar has experienced the rush of an evening Virar local and you simply cannot deny the fact. You cannot stop traveling  in trains even if you have a
Mercedes S-Class ,unfortunately the roads here are still not pothole free…hah!
             Their’s much rush in Mumbai local but the most fascinating thing about it is that the, vendors entering into the train every time it takes a halt on a damn station. And the interesting thing about these vendors is the uncanny noise which they make for advertising their product. Unlike other cities of the world, which may be far more developed and well planned, Mumbai has lot of action and fun but in a different way. That weird announcement on the platform which could hardly be heard. That Q for ticket turning into a battle field as one chap infixing himself in the halfway of the line to get quick ticket. And the most common answer given by him, ”Line me hi toh hun” (Even I am in the Q itself). Their’s  much more to tell about the Mumbai local but  let’s move on to see the Spring Mumbai.
             There is something intrinsically hypnotic about the rhythmic cadence of Mumbai Rains.
I find myself staring at the rain drops, tracking the progress of each fat droplet , watching as it splatters down on my windowsill. Sipping a cup of Chai  at a local tea vendor. The rain drops crawling down the cup. This is the Mumbai Monsoon guys. An experience just out of this world. By now you can probably tell. I love the rains, Especially of Mumbai. Here the weather  in monsoon is truly awesome. The sea waves banging the coast at Marine Drive at a great force splashing the water out of the sea till the roads. Apart from Mumbai Monsoon and a rush for the local train, there’s something more to tell about the city. Well lets try to guess it out. Is it the about the high class Peddar Road lifestyle or the The luxurious Taj Lands End. If yes then I must say you are not a true Mumbaikar.Uhh haa..! What makes the city over the top and yeah different from the other developed cities of the world is the Tiffin Delivering System locally known as The“dabbawallah”
            The service of  “dabbawallah” was originated in 1880. In 1890, Mahadeo Havaji Bachche started a lunch delivery service with about 100 men. Although the service remains essentially low-tech, with the barefoot delivery men as the prime movers, the dabbawalas have started to embrace technology. They have started booking for delivery through SMS. With white Kurta-Payjamas and a white Trademark Gandhi Cap (Top) they deliver around 1,50,000 to 2,00,000 “Dabbas” every day with a monthly salary of 2-4 Thousand Rupees only. I really wonder how a barely literate person can deliver the dabba at the exact location without an error. .If you guess are worrying about the correctness of the delivery , well then let me tell you, The    Dabbawallah System is Certified by the ISO 9001:2000 By The Joint Accredition System Of Australia And New Zealand. Strange but interesting, yeah…!