postcard from j: water water everywhere, but...
it was supposedly only the 10th rainiest day in the history of the indian monsoon. tell that to any mumbaikar and s/he will give you a cold stare. my arm hurts even as i type this. its been more than 97 hours since i reached the safe confines of my home. the experience of taking more than 19 hours to get home from office on 26-27 july 2005 , two bleak and forgettable days in the city that never sleeps (and probably one that will not sleep for a while), is going to haunt me for the rest of my life. honestly, compared to what so many others went through, my ordeal was nothing. but i was scared to death. the reason: i can't swim and i'm not much of a water fan! so here goes my story: tuesday 5 pm - i left office with 5 others in somebody's car. B whose car we were in, lives in Bandra... so we got a ride till the Reclamation Flyover (this we reached at 11:oo pm ). then DN (my other colleague who lives in Vakola, close to my place) and i walked towards the highway, but we heard...