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A tale of few cities...

It has been few days, and now that i look back, i realize how so many things are centered and fueled by cities. Recent conversations, arguments and plans, all are city centric.

My sister has had endless fights with the soon to be brother in law about whether they want to settle in Delhi or Mumbai. I have lived in Delhi all my life and in Kolkata for past 1 year. They are starkly different. I am in Singapore for past one month and visited Hong Kong for a weekend...they are comparable...
But in any way and case..things go round and round...we pick our bit and that is how it stays...in mind and around

Delhi and Kolkata are different. Delhi has a class, so we feel. capital of India, if something happens here, it happens first in delhi. Truly cosmopoliton. We are up running with times..almost everyone is..and managing well. Doing perfect. Delhi has blended with the new era. People quickly take up to new things with ease. It is not some newly turned rich man who has money but no class...most of delhi has been able to go up the class as wel..not proportionate of course.

Kolkata on the other hand, is nowhere to be seen. Read a recent article by someone who wrote for it..loved this line and it is so true that i wonder how could he put it in words.." the sudden passions, the cheerful chaos, the utter contempt for mere commerce, the fiery response to the smallest provocation" i have seen them all in tid-bits while my stint at kolkata...

The city is like, u open an old photo album and say..those were the good old days...u don't want to get back to them..but they were wonderful none the less..my opinion.

As for Hong-Kong and Singapore...comparisons are bitter. I don't feel ownness to Singapore..its always the i'm-here-for-a-while-for-work-and-then-off feeling. When i visited Hong Kong, the friends over there irritated me to hell saying how Hong kong is better. I was irked and hated Hong Kong since. Now i laugh and feel how crazy we become at stupid provocations of people.

We are really vain people, get irked, at what the people we don't care about think !

So after a week, now i look back at how Hong Kong was...the closest to my life examples will be HK vs SG is like IIMA vs IIMC. It is nowhere a good or close example, but in more than one way, it fits.

Hong Kong is crazy place, weather unpredictable. Everything is strictly business. You may not pass b4 getting scornful looks from cabwallas and one or more bitter comments... The sky is not visible, building cascade one over another..its beautiful, but it gets claustrophobic if u look at it that way...
Singapore is clear sky...in one month, i have not been spoken to rudely. Cabwallas are over sweet, may try subduing. If you are crossing road, and a car is coming from by lane, parking, this lane wherever, not once it has not stopped and given us way.

Hong Kong is a bachelor bash, Singapore is married passion..

If you look around in Hong Kong, people look as if they have a fire in them, going to achieve, youthfulness and agility at best. And for stupid reason, which is not in any ways a ceremony, i find it close to my heart as i got drunk for the first tiem here. It was a feeling of elation and elevation. How it gives guts to do what you feel. Till the whole last week and days to come, i had deja vous and reminiscence of things i did..few crazy, few cherished, and other beyond belief..i wonder if i did all that or am i imagining..but that's another story...

SG has people going to work and looking happy because they are thinking of evening back home. Hong Kong is Chinese, Singapore is Singaporean. Hong Kong has amazing energy..if u want to discover the energy in you to rise in life, its Hong Kong anyday...
Singapore has comfort, if u want to settle down someday on couch and say..this is what i imagined my life to be, its SG

If i have to take a pick at what to do where, i'll let the past be as it is...Grow up in Delhi, study to be mature in kolkata...
For future, maybe fall in love for some crazy timess in Hong Kong; marry and grow older in Singapore....

I have, as i discussed, barely seen many cities. Hong Kong specially just for a day... but opinions stem up..often they remain unabated for cities..no matter how longer or shorter u stay...

Since i am going for student exchange in August, i will soon visit countless new cities.

I have decided to find the best that each city has...and never fall into the trap of hating it due to sheer contempt towards few mindless people and their thoughtless opinions

Each city has a story, and in a way, has a place for the stories of our lives. I'd fill in the places in my story and keep them all intangled to my life- in a memorable way.

Yes i want to see the world and make my story!

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