After today, I will be at forever 35, I think it is the most beautiful age of a woman. Also I promised to myself that no matter how many years will be added up to my life, maybe 75, 85 or 95…, spiritually I am 35.
Maybe it will be wonderred why I don’t want to stay at 25? (Yes, it is a younger and attractive age since it looks so fresh.). But after I had gone through 10 years from 25 to 35, I am very confident and happy to remain on the more mature and wise stage.
Recently I have been recalling the memory between last B-day till today, the most beautiful and bitter one happened on the same thing. Plus I also had understood something from it. That is the EGO.
It will be a life long practice that don’t be stuck by the EGO but stand out from it, free the SOUL.
There must be some reason behind that we left our place and be the resident in an unfamiliar city. For me it is kind of romantic adventure, to live in a city which is extremely on the opposite of my homeland. Yes, it is my reason and sounds bit crazy. More than that, I work for a company which 90% of staffs are Indian….I tell you, it is really crazy.
Here crazy is not a bad word, on the contrary, I defined it as a mood of challenge, positive and alteration. With the mood I started my crazy life in Mumbai from 11th of July in 2016.
The first challenge is monsoon. Usually monsoon starts in June and stops in September. That means there are at least 4 months of rain. Personally I hate rain, not to mention it happens in summer. The wet and hot…humid. It doesn’t keep raining but usually rains suddenly and heavily. Thus the traffic becomes terrible and the road is sometimes flooded. And if at that moment there is no single vehicle you can call for giving you a ride, it would make you feel like in the hell.
Honking is the unique one on the streets. Drivers honk the horn no matter it is hurry, alert, pushing or noticing. For me it became kind of meditation whenever I was walking on the road, just ignore all the mess and noise, only focus on my steps. And crossing the road which is without signals is always like a competition. There is no such word “courtesy” on the road, everything and every one are competing with speed and spunk.
Dust, Dust and Dust….it is everywhere: floor, bed, desk and of course including my body. I think it is because the condition of roads. Majority of the roads in Mumbai are not well maintained and dust fly with the running of vehicles.
It is worth to talk about the train, the most important part of the life of Mumbai residents. Most of the staffs take trains every day between home and office. There is no gate for checking the tickets and even no guards because there are very huge numbers of passenger in and out in the train station every day. The rate of tickets are cheap and affordable. And as the same, there is no such word of “courtesy” in the train. While getting on and off the train I feel like the competition again. Just be ready for fighting…stand stable and hold your bag tightly…and go go go!!!
Well, so far you may only read my crazy life of challenge. And there are still many, interesting or not, Let me tell you next time.
There has been a rover living in my soul, my heart, my mind.
However, I am not only a rover any more when I walked out from Mumbai airport carrying two luggages filled with my staffs which are in a very small part of those I left in Taiwan. Yes, a very small part because my whole life, my memory, my families, my friends….are all be left behind the soul of a rover, my ego.
It has been more than two weeks passed since that humid day I was picked up and sent to the hotel, be tired but excited; be wondering but ready to explore. Since that day I am not a only a rover but also a resident in this city which I have been dreaming of.
The city which can’t even be compare with my native one: the city is mess, dusty, dirty, crowded, noisy….yes, can’t even be compare with my native one: the city is romantic, lovely, kind, lush, active, easy….the city which has been waiting for me to do something and make my dream come true. Yet, what is the dream? Does it hide deeply inside of me and till now I even don’t find what it is exactly calling me to do?
I am still wondering but somehow I feel there is something different inside. Most part of me is different. I smile for it is better than ever.
Life is definitely going to be normal, easy, or maybe it is without challenge when everything has been settled down. What else I can find for the rover inside?