Today Mumbai was my date.

I've always been a big believer of solo dates...just taking myself out for fun. But a solo date in Mumbai is never reallyyy a solo date, is it? The city has a pulse, a rapid one. She has so much life in her and love for those who desperately need it. I strolled around aimlessly, had 2 vada pav (we know the rule - one's a snack and two means a meal), got my favourite lemon drizzle pastry from Merwans. Listened to at least 10 languages being spoken at the same time - this is what I love about this city. Is any other place truly as cosmopolitan as Mumbai? Ummm hell no. I don't mind the humidity tbh. The water? Don't get me started on how ghastly the water quality is in other cities. Super duper ultra busy people who will still stop and help strangers. The city oozes culture and style. And the food? People have moved here from everywhere and brought their food along with them - all coming together in khau galis with an array of dishes that make your mouth water and heart happy. Also, as a woman, I've never felt unsafe...even if I'm landing here at 2 am all by myself. I love her so much, I love Mumbai. It's so flawed, I KNOW, and yet I can't stop caring about her. I can be myself around her, I can be whoever I want to be, and she'll accept me for it. Isn't that what true love is really about? I had a great time today, let's do it again sometime, yeah?