High rise towers blend with chawls. Concrete contrasts with trees. Mosques and temples coexist alongside each other. The infamous bamboo scaffolding supports underway constructions. Planes come in for landing and take off from the airport. Honking and chanting can be heard in the distance.
It is quintessentially Mumbai and I could gaze out into it forever.
It makes me feel alive, and very grateful to be living here. It’s particularly sweet because its a culmination of a lot of work and determination, over the 4.5 years we’ve been in this city.
And of course, the terrace! (With terracotta tiles, so I don’t have to paint it).