Down the corner of a building called Sea Mist in Worli Koliwada, Mumbai runs a little lane into many lanes. Shops and houses dot the land, surprisingly for Mumbai, there is enough room to breathe. Just before you enter, is a little stall that sells food. We are prancing around for any food, and we stumble upon this father-son duo. Crowds throng a little stall- that's made up of a table and a stool.
'How safe is this food,' reads the light in our eyes. The gentle man allows us to sample small dot-sized Dal Vadas. There are bigger ones too. And, there are samosas, you can tell they aren't typical. I ask him what they are made of. Poha, onions, potatoes and chillies..instead of the usual potato stuffing.
I am about to pick the samosas. When a piping hot bowl of aloo vadas arrives, and he dishes them out with a spicy green chutney. Between us, we share. A little sampling of all things unique at this little stall in Worli, Koliwada.
Go there, will you? And, when you do find your steps to the centre of the colony. It's an open space; in the evening young children are practicing their Karate moves. Their cries dance with the wind. And, right in front of you is the sea. And nearby, yet in the distance, is the Bandra Worli Sea link. At just the point when the breathtaking bridge flies into an architectural delight. Arched poles greet the city and the sky. Such a sight to be hold.
'But city people rarely look at the sky,' my companion tells me.
[30X30 is a series of 30 unrelated posts in 30 days by Gayatri Makhijani and Anuj Gosalia. One post everyday, for the next 30 days. Follow the string here ]
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